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BBC. Wild Burma Natures Lost Kingdom 3
Road to Mandalay - Burma
Bayingyi, the Hidden Face of Burma Myanmar)
Myanmar ( Burma ) 2013, a beautiful Holiday in a buddhist Country !
John_Pilger - Burma - Land of Fear
Burma Muslims Exclusive video:
Myanmar (Burma) 2013
Myanmar (Burma) in 4k (Ultra HD)
Travel in BURMA  ( MYANMAR ) MAY 2013
Myanmar (Burma) - Yangoon, Kyaiktiyo Pagoda, Bagan
Burma: The forgotten war.
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BBC. Wild Burma Natures Lost Kingdom 3
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  • Duration: 59:06
  • Updated: 21 Dec 2013

BBC. Wild Burma Natures Lost Kingdom 3

For the last leg of their journey, the team search for the most iconic animal of them all, the tiger. To find it, they must split up. Wildlife camerawoman Justine Evans and the science team head to the tangled jungles of northern Burma, one of the largest swathes of unbroken forest in Southeast Asia. Wildlife cameraman Gordon Buchanan heads to the only other place in Burma where tigers may still exist, the far south. The forests of Karen State were once home to a thriving population of tigers, but this region has been isolated by war for over 60 years and little is known about the fate of the animals. The team must overcome intense physical hardship and tough field conditions to find the evidence they need to help preserve this unique and largely untouched wilderness. What they discover could change the future of Burma's forests forever.
  • published: 21 Dec 2013
  • views: 30
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Road to Mandalay - Burma
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  • Duration: 26:26
  • Updated: 07 Aug 2013

Road to Mandalay - Burma

Suu Kyi exhausted a week before elections? To see more go to http://www.youtube.com/user/journeymanpictures Follow us on Facebook (http://goo.gl/YRw42) or Tw...
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Bayingyi, the Hidden Face of Burma Myanmar)
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  • Duration: 1:48:40
  • Updated: 19 Aug 2013

Bayingyi, the Hidden Face of Burma Myanmar)

Myanmar (Burma) is one of Southeast Asia most fascinating countries. For over thirty years, it isolated itself from the rest of the world. This film is the r...
  • published: 09 May 2013
  • views: 7552
  • author: lenerre
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Myanmar ( Burma ) 2013, a beautiful Holiday in a buddhist Country !
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  • Duration: 16:37
  • Updated: 01 Sep 2013

Myanmar ( Burma ) 2013, a beautiful Holiday in a buddhist Country !

MY BEST HOLIDAY ! I LIKE THIS COUNTRY & MYANMAR PEOPLE ! Myanmar ( Burma ) officially the Republic of the Union of Myanmar, is a sovereign state in Southeast Asia bordered by China, Thailand, India, Laos and Bangladesh. One-third of Burma's total perimeter of 1,930 kilometres (1,200 miles) forms an uninterrupted coastline along the Bay of Bengal and the Andaman Sea. Its population of over 60 million makes it the world's 24th most populous country and, at 676,578 km2 (261,227 sq mi), it is the world's 40th largest country and the second largest in Southeast Asia. Myanmar, amtlich Republik der Union Myanmar, auch Birma (englisch Burma), ist ein Staat in Südostasien und grenzt an Thailand, Laos, die Volksrepublik China, Indien, Bangladesch und den Golf von Bengalen. Das Land stand seit 1962 unter einer Militärherrschaft, bis diese am 4. Februar 2011 einen zivilen Präsidenten als Staatsoberhaupt einsetzte.
  • published: 01 Sep 2013
  • views: 115
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John_Pilger - Burma - Land of Fear
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  • Duration: 51:55
  • Updated: 15 Aug 2013

John_Pilger - Burma - Land of Fear

John Pilger and David Munro go undercover in one of the world's most isolated, and extraordinary countries, Burma, which Amnesty International calls 'a priso...
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Burma Muslims Exclusive video:
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  • Duration: 6:35
  • Updated: 15 Aug 2013

Burma Muslims Exclusive video: "They will Kill us all, please help us!"

Complete Report: http://eaglesofbrasstacks.blogspot.com/2012/07/exclusive-report-on-killings-of-muslims.html The Massacre of Muslims in Burma continues, with...
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Myanmar (Burma) 2013
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  • Duration: 9:56
  • Updated: 18 Aug 2013

Myanmar (Burma) 2013

Myanmar is opening up to tourism but it's not easy traveling conditions.The people are warm and friendly and need the tourist dollars. Clean, new U.S. dollar...
  • published: 02 Feb 2013
  • views: 19119
  • author: John Bye
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Myanmar (Burma) in 4k (Ultra HD)
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  • Duration: 3:47
  • Updated: 17 Aug 2013

Myanmar (Burma) in 4k (Ultra HD)

To view this video in 4K select "Original" in the resolution menu. This video was sponsored by Harmonic. Special thanks to this company who sent us to the ot...
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Travel in BURMA  ( MYANMAR ) MAY 2013
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  • Duration: 27:10
  • Updated: 09 Aug 2013

Travel in BURMA ( MYANMAR ) MAY 2013

La sensation de voir des gens heureux avec très peu alors que nous ne sommes jamais satisfaits avec tout ce que nous avons.
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Myanmar (Burma) - Yangoon, Kyaiktiyo Pagoda, Bagan
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  • Duration: 13:31
  • Updated: 16 Aug 2013

Myanmar (Burma) - Yangoon, Kyaiktiyo Pagoda, Bagan

Myanmar (Burma) 2013 - Part 1 Yangoon, Kyaiktiyo Pagoda - Golden Rock, Bagan Recorded with Nikon Coolpix S9300.
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Burma: The forgotten war.
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  • Duration: 58:33
  • Updated: 11 Aug 2013

Burma: The forgotten war.

BBC Documentary.
  • published: 22 Mar 2013
  • views: 3381
  • author: obbabob
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(Doku) Burma boomt - Träume von Freiheit, Fortschritt und Wohlstand
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  • Duration: 28:44
  • Updated: 10 Aug 2013

(Doku) Burma boomt - Träume von Freiheit, Fortschritt und Wohlstand

"Burma boomt - Tärume von Freiheit, Fortschritt und Wohlstand" aus der Sendereihe WDR Weltweit vom 03.Juli.2012. Über den Wandel Burmas nach dem Fall der lan...
  • published: 21 Jul 2012
  • views: 10867
  • author: SaepeRulz
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19 Monywa Arrival and Night Market, Myanmar (Burma)
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  • Duration: 2:28
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19 Monywa Arrival and Night Market, Myanmar (Burma)

We Said Go Travel http://www.wesaidgotravel.com/ See video 18 for the 12 hour journey from Hsipaw to Monywa. This video starts with our arrival in Monywa. Af...
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Kuki - Burma - NP 12/13 - 24.06.2013. EM 37.
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Kuki - Burma - NP 12/13 - 24.06.2013. EM 37.

Grand Production Management : +381 65 88 22 595 Label and copyright:Grand Production Digital distribution: http://www.kvzmusic.com/ Zabranjeno svako kopiranj...
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  • BBC. Wild Burma Natures Lost Kingdom 3
    59:06
    BBC. Wild Burma Natures Lost Kingdom 3
  • Road to Mandalay - Burma
    26:26
    Road to Mandalay - Burma
  • Bayingyi, the Hidden Face of Burma Myanmar)
    1:48:40
    Bayingyi, the Hidden Face of Burma Myanmar)
  • Myanmar ( Burma ) 2013, a beautiful Holiday in a buddhist Country !
    16:37
    Myanmar ( Burma ) 2013, a beautiful Holiday in a buddhist Country !
  • John_Pilger - Burma - Land of Fear
    51:55
    John_Pilger - Burma - Land of Fear
  • Burma Muslims Exclusive video:
    6:35
    Burma Muslims Exclusive video: "They will Kill us all, please help us!"
  • Myanmar (Burma) 2013
    9:56
    Myanmar (Burma) 2013
  • Myanmar (Burma) in 4k (Ultra HD)
    3:47
    Myanmar (Burma) in 4k (Ultra HD)
  • Travel in BURMA  ( MYANMAR ) MAY 2013
    27:10
    Travel in BURMA ( MYANMAR ) MAY 2013
  • Myanmar (Burma) - Yangoon, Kyaiktiyo Pagoda, Bagan
    13:31
    Myanmar (Burma) - Yangoon, Kyaiktiyo Pagoda, Bagan
  • Burma: The forgotten war.
    58:33
    Burma: The forgotten war.
  • (Doku) Burma boomt - Träume von Freiheit, Fortschritt und Wohlstand
    28:44
    (Doku) Burma boomt - Träume von Freiheit, Fortschritt und Wohlstand
  • 19 Monywa Arrival and Night Market, Myanmar (Burma)
    2:28
    19 Monywa Arrival and Night Market, Myanmar (Burma)
  • Kuki - Burma - NP 12/13 - 24.06.2013. EM 37.
    3:32
    Kuki - Burma - NP 12/13 - 24.06.2013. EM 37.

BBC. Wild Burma Natures Lost Kingdom 3

For the last leg of their journey, the team search for the most iconic animal of them all, the tiger. To find it, they must split up. Wildlife camerawoman Justine Evans and the science team head to the tangled jungles of northern Burma, one of the largest swathes of unbroken forest in Southeast Asia. Wildlife cameraman Gordon Buchanan heads to the only other place in Burma where tigers may still exist, the far south. The forests of Karen State were once home to a thriving population of tigers, but this region has been isolated by war for over 60 years and little is known about the fate of the animals. The team must overcome intense physical hardship and tough field conditions to find the evidence they need to help preserve this unique and largely untouched wilderness. What they discover could change the future of Burma's forests forever.
  • published: 21 Dec 2013
  • views: 30

59:06
BBC. Wild Burma Na­tures Lost King­dom 3
For the last leg of their jour­ney, the team search for the most icon­ic an­i­mal of them all,...
pub­lished: 21 Dec 2013
26:26
Road to Man­dalay - Burma
Suu Kyi ex­haust­ed a week be­fore elec­tions? To see more go to http://​www.​youtube.​com/​user/​j...​
pub­lished: 26 Mar 2012
108:40
Bay­ingyi, the Hid­den Face of Burma Myan­mar)
Myan­mar (Burma) is one of South­east Asia most fas­ci­nat­ing coun­tries. For over thir­ty years...
pub­lished: 09 May 2013
au­thor: lenerre
16:37
Myan­mar ( Burma ) 2013, a beau­ti­ful Hol­i­day in a bud­dhist Coun­try !
MY BEST HOL­I­DAY ! I LIKE THIS COUN­TRY & MYAN­MAR PEO­PLE ! Myan­mar ( Bu...
pub­lished: 01 Sep 2013
51:55
John_Pil­ger - Burma - Land of Fear
John Pil­ger and David Munro go un­der­cov­er in one of the world's most iso­lat­ed, and ex­traor...
pub­lished: 24 Aug 2012
6:35
Burma Mus­lims Ex­clu­sive video: "They will Kill us all, please help us!"
Com­plete Re­port: http://​eaglesofbrasstacks.​blogspot.​com/​2012/​07/​exclusive-report-on-killin...​
pub­lished: 16 Jul 2012
9:56
Myan­mar (Burma) 2013
Myan­mar is open­ing up to tourism but it's not easy trav­el­ing conditions.​The peo­ple are war...
pub­lished: 02 Feb 2013
au­thor: John Bye
3:47
Myan­mar (Burma) in 4k (Ultra HD)
To view this video in 4K se­lect "Orig­i­nal" in the res­o­lu­tion menu. This video was spon­sore...
pub­lished: 18 Jul 2013
27:10
Trav­el in BURMA ( MYAN­MAR ) MAY 2013
La sen­sa­tion de voir des gens heureux avec très peu alors que nous ne sommes ja­mais sat­isf...
pub­lished: 18 Jun 2013
au­thor: Guy Biroseguy
13:31
Myan­mar (Burma) - Yan­goon, Kyaik­tiyo Pago­da, Bagan
Myan­mar (Burma) 2013 - Part 1 Yan­goon, Kyaik­tiyo Pago­da - Gold­en Rock, Bagan Record­ed with...
pub­lished: 14 Mar 2013
au­thor: An­drej Šumec
58:33
Burma: The for­got­ten war.
BBC Doc­u­men­tary....
pub­lished: 22 Mar 2013
au­thor: ob­babob
28:44
(Doku) Burma boomt - Träume von Frei­heit, Fortschritt und Wohl­stand
"Burma boomt - Tärume von Frei­heit, Fortschritt und Wohl­stand" aus der Senderei­he WDR Welt...
pub­lished: 21 Jul 2012
au­thor: Saepe­Rulz
2:28
19 Mony­wa Ar­rival and Night Mar­ket, Myan­mar (Burma)
We Said Go Trav­el http://​www.​wesaidgotravel.​com/​ See video 18 for the 12 hour jour­ney from...
pub­lished: 10 May 2013
3:32
Kuki - Burma - NP 12/13 - 24.06.2013. EM 37.
Grand Pro­duc­tion Man­age­ment : +381 65 88 22 595 Label and copy­right:Grand Pro­duc­tion Digit...
pub­lished: 25 Jun 2013
Vimeo results:
4:01
BURMA
Com­pi­la­tion of shots record­ed au­gust 2012, shoot­ed on lo­ca­tions with­in Myan­mar. Epi­logue t...
pub­lished: 28 Nov 2012
au­thor: A&Y;
3:21
Bon­sai Burma
WATCH FULL SCREEN! A tilt-shift film, shot by Joerg Daiber in Ran­goon (Yan­gon), Kalaw, Inl...
pub­lished: 05 Mar 2012
au­thor: Joerg Daiber
70:37
BURMA SOL­DIER - (in Burmese) JOIN THE CLAN­DES­TINE RE­LEASE INTO BURMA
JOIN THE CLAN­DES­TINE RE­LEASE INTO BURMA - THE PRO­DUC­ERS OF BURMA SOL­DIER OFFER YOU THE FIL...
pub­lished: 24 Mar 2011
au­thor: BURMA SOL­DIER
18:58
Al­tered Focus: Burma
- Win­ner of Best In­de­pen­dent and Emerg­ing Film Mak­ers at the In­ter­na­tion­al Skate­board Film...
pub­lished: 10 Feb 2011
au­thor: Hot Knees Media

Youtube results:
4:39
Burma / Myan­mar - Yan­gon The­ingyi Mar­ket
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pub­lished: 22 Jan 2013
au­thor: Di­eter Langer
22:25
World War Two: Burma Cam­paign
"Copy­right Dis­claimer Under S......
pub­lished: 03 Mar 2013
au­thor: wicked400m
24:58
Peo­ple & Power - Blood and Gold: In­side Burma's Hid­den War
A bru­tal civil war has in­ten­si­fied be­tween gov­ern­ment forces and the Kachin In­de­pen­dence A...
pub­lished: 04 Oct 2012
18:35
U.S Pres­i­dent Obama ar­rival in Burma - DVB Live
DVB TV Live (recap) - U.S pres­i­dent Bar­rack Obama ar­rival in Yan­gon in­ter­na­tion­al air­port ...
pub­lished: 19 Nov 2012
au­thor: DVB­Burmese
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In this May 5, 2011, shows a unidentified man smoking medical marijuana during karaoke night at the Cannabis Cafe, in Portland, Ore
Edit Peace FM Online
20 Jan 2014
US President Barack Obama has said smoking marijuana is no more dangerous than alcohol, but still called it a "bad idea". Speaking to The New Yorker magazine, he said it was wrong to think legalising the drug would be "a panacea" that could solve many social problems ...       ....(size: 1.5Kb)
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n this photo released by the Syrian official news agency SANA, Syrian citizens carry a dead body, at the scene where two mortar rounds exploded near an orphanage, at al-Boukhtyar area, in Damascus, Syria, Wednesday March 13, 2013. The state-run SANA news agency said two mortar rounds exploded near an orphanage in al-Boukhtyar area, killing and wounding an unknown number of people. Syrian government troops fought fierce battles with rebels on Wednesday for control of key neighborhoods in the north of Damascus, residents and activists said.
Edit BBC News
21 Jan 2014
There is clear evidence that Syria has systematically tortured and executed about 11,000 detainees since the start of the uprising, a report by three former war crimes prosecutors says. One of the authors told the BBC there was evidence of government involvement. Damascus has denied claims of abuse. The investigators examined thousands of images of dead prisoners reportedly smuggled out of Syria by a defector ... Please turn on JavaScript ... ....(size: 4.5Kb)
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Anti-government protesters wave Thai national flags during a protest rally in Bangkok, Thailand.
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21 Jan 2014
BANGKOK - Thailand's government has declared a state of emergency in Bangkok and surrounding areas to cope with protests that have stirred up violent attacks. Labor Minister Chalerm Yubumrung announced that the measure will take effect Wednesday. The emergency decree greatly expands the power of security forces to issue orders and search, arrest and detain people, with limited judicial and parliamentary oversight ... All rights reserved ... ....(size: 3.2Kb)
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Senor Sto. Nino is lifted up by the lead dancer, as others lift up their props of bounty, during the Sinulog festival in Cebu City.
Edit Sun Star
20 Jan 2014
CEBU CITY (Updated, 4.53 p.m.) -- The winners of the Sinulog 2014 Grand Parade were announced Monday afternoon at the Cebu City Sports Complex. Here is a list of the winners.. A. Street Dancing Category. First Place -- Lumad Basakanon. Second Place -- Tangub City's Sinanduloy Cultural Troupe. Third Place -- Kulturang Placereño of Masbate Dance Troupe-Placer, Masbate. Last year's second placer, this year's champion ... B ... School) ... C ... D ... E ... F....(size: 2.7Kb)
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The reactor building of the Bushehr nuclear power plant is seen, just outside the southern city of Bushehr, Iran, Saturday, Aug. 21, 2010.
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20 Jan 2014
World powers and Iran are about due to start implementing a landmark deal curbing Tehran's nuclear program, amid hopes that it will pave the way for a broad settlement of a decade-old standoff and ease fears of a new Middle East war ... Western governments want such an agreement to lay to rest their concerns that Iran could produce an atomic weapon ... MIRED IN MISTRUST ... Ad Feedback ... - Reuters. ....(size: 5.3Kb)




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22 Jan 2014
WASHINGTON — Burma, also known as Myanmar is set to grow 7.5 percent during the current fiscal year, and about 7.7 percent in the next, the IMF said on Tuesday, as services and manufacturing expand in one of Southeast Asia's fastest-growing economies. The International Monetary Fund last predicted Burma would grow just under 7 percent this year....(size: 1.9Kb)
Edit The Wichita Eagle
22 Jan 2014
The country, also known as Burma, has undertaken political and economic reforms in the past three years and is trying to lure foreign investment, create jobs and improve infrastructure ... ....(size: 1.2Kb)
Edit New Straits/Business Times
22 Jan 2014
YANGON (Myanmar) ...  .   ...   .  . The country, also known as Burma, has undertaken political and economic reforms in the past three years and is trying to lure foreign investment, create jobs and improve infrastructure.  .   ...   ...   .   ... ....(size: 1.3Kb)
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22 Jan 2014
The children, many of whom have only just arrived in Australia from countries such as Burma and Afghanistan were all smiles as they ran around with Melbourne Victory stars Adrian Leijer, Gui Finkler, ......(size: 1.1Kb)
Edit York Press
22 Jan 2014
Some of the medals and memorabilia taken in burglaries in the Wetherby area ... The stolen medals include the Burma Star, a First World War Victory Medal and a 1939-1945 Star taken from a house in Lime Kiln Lane, Kirk Deighton ... Detective Constable Sam Harding said ... ....(size: 1.4Kb)
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22 Jan 2014
The bombing in Beirut's southern suburb on January 21 was the sixth suicide bomb attack targetting Hezbollah's stronghold since July 2013 ... The bombing did not, however, sway politicians away from efforts to form a national unity government ... These simple words meant far more than many assumed ... 1511. Featured on Al Jazeera ... One medic finds that moves towards political reform have not benefited his patients in Burma's remote border areas ... ....(size: 12.4Kb)
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21 Jan 2014
The Armidale Class Patrol Boat HMAS Childers has arrived in Burma for a four day good will visit - the first visit by an Australian warship to Burma since HMAS Quiberon in 1959. The visit is part of the Australian Government's moves to strengthen ties with the Myanmar Government, which have also included the re-establishment of a resident Defence Attaché office in Burma....(size: 2.7Kb)
Edit BBC News
21 Jan 2014
An Indonesian court has jailed a man who plotted an attack on the Burmese embassy in Jakarta ... It was an attempt to avenge the deaths of Rohingya Muslims in Burma - also known as Myanmar ... 'Evil conspiracy' ... Rohingyas, whom the UN describes as a persecuted religious and linguistic minority from western Burma, are not recognised as Burmese citizens ... ....(size: 1.6Kb)
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21 Jan 2014
Burma’s Ministry of Information later disputed the AP story and said it fears false reports could fuel further violence ... Like past reports of violence in remote parts of Burma’s Rakhine state, facts have been difficult to confirm because the government restricts access to outsiders. Senior researcher on Burma for Human Rights Watch, David ......(size: 3.8Kb)
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21 Jan 2014
Photograph. Tatan Syuflana/AP ... Indrajit, 23, and six others were arrested in May after police foiled their plot which was seen as a planned revenge attack against Buddhist-majority Burma for attacks there on ethnic Rohingya Muslims ... Sign up for the Guardian Today ... ....(size: 1.3Kb)
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21 Jan 2014
(Source. BBC - British Broadcasting Corporation). English At Work is a five-minute English-learning programme designed to teach phrases aimed to help succeed in business and avoid embarrassing mistakes with colleagues and clients ... BBC Burmese Editor Tin Htar Swe says ... BBC World Service is a mass broadcaster in Burma/Myanmar ... LN. Notes to Editors ... Some BBC Burmese radio programming is also available via Padamyar FM network in Burma/Myanmar....(size: 3.9Kb)
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21 Jan 2014
An Indonesian court has given a sentence of seven and a half years in jail to the man convicted of masterminding a plot to bomb Burma's embassy in Jakarta ... Buddhist-Muslim violence has flared in Burma, also known as Myanmar, since June 2012, killing at least 240 people....(size: 1.6Kb)
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21 Jan 2014
Denis O’Brien will launch a “massive push” this year to expand his global telecoms business into next-generation mobile and fixed line services ... China HR includes several businesses, such as Monster’s local operations, which it acquired last year, as well as the first jobs website in Burma ... Digicel tried to acquire a mobile operator licence in Burma last year, but is now focused on building telecoms towers for other operators....(size: 3.5Kb)

Burma Listeni/ˈbɜrmə/ BUR-mə, also known as Myanmar Listeni/ˌmjɑːnˈmɑr/ MYAHN--MAR, is a country in South Asia and Southeast Asia. It is bordered by India, Bangladesh, China, Laos and Thailand. One-third of Burma's total perimeter of 1,930 kilometres (1,200 mi) forms an uninterrupted coastline along the Bay of Bengal and the Andaman Sea. At 676,578 km2 (261,227 sq mi), it is the 40th largest country in the world and the second largest country in Southeast Asia. Burma is also the 24th most populous country in the world with over 60.28 million people.

Burma is home to some of the early civilizations of Southeast Asia including the Pyu and the Mon. In the 9th century, the Burmans of the Kingdom of Nanzhao, entered the upper Irrawaddy valley and, following the establishment of the Pagan Empire in the 1050s, the Burmese language and culture slowly became dominant in the country. During this period, Theravada Buddhism gradually became the predominant religion of the country. The Pagan Empire fell due to the Mongol invasions (1277–1301), and several warring states emerged. In the second half of the 16th century, the country was reunified by the Taungoo Dynasty which for a brief period was the largest empire in the history of Southeast Asia. The early 19th century Konbaung Dynasty ruled over an area that included modern Burma as well as Manipur and Assam. The country was colonized by Britain following three Anglo-Burmese Wars (1824–1885).




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Rimes inodores, la médiocrité comme idole, ici c'est
faya,
Malade, sur la scène le Saïan vient te mettre à
l'amende,
Tu peux remballer ta caillasse, fais péter la sono, top
Chrono, Leeroy et Promoe, le flow qui t'arnaque comme
Le tabac de ta Malboro... !
[Promoe]
And I ain't looking for no rapbeefs
I'm the first for admit I ain't build for that shit
And those beefs ain't nothing but Promotion campaigns
Part of the circus I'm going against
I just felt the need to be calling out names
And expose the keyplayers and what they're calling the
game
They're all caught in the think
- Ey yo Leeroy! Sing the chorus again he goes:
[Chorus 2x]
[Promoe]
And you can call it Eurotrash, some backpack and sued
ol' rap,
like we don't know where the euro's at, but we still
whoppin' your all ass
And you can call it Eurotrash, whatever man you won't
last
bending over for that good old cash, hiphop's run by

Shit son I got my notice of eviction
next day they hit me with an unjust conviction
What is this fiction? I ain't in to superstition
but somebody's on a mission to fuck with me
Everybody's in on it from record labels to travel agents
to government agents and radio stations
And people cancelling shows those damn silly hoes
same cowards that won't air our videos
Too hot for TV and banned from radio
and when's the album droppin' fans are waiting yo
This one is for yall I hope you're hearing me
we all got a job to combat the conspiracy...
[Chorus]
Against DVSG's
every single industry always deceiving me
It's a conspiracy against DVSG's
they're out to get Embee, Cosmic, Supreme and me
After I wrote this rhyme I hade to eat the paper
and after hearing this rhyme you might meet your maker
Cus anybody with this knowledge is considered a risk
so if you see the police kid get rid of the disc
And if you're scared of getting family members murdered
turn the music off right now pretend you never heard it
Any brave soul still out there ready to hear my story
about how the whole world is conspiratory
Nah I'm not paranoid I always got a pair of boys
in blue on the look out for me and my crew
It's a fact the government consider our music a threat
and they ain't happy until Loop Troop crew's in a net
They want us losing our necks to keep the fool's in a check
but yo schlooks and schlookettes they ain't ruling us yet
They wanna stop our communication with the world's population
cus on popular demand we bring hip hop emancipation
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
They wanna shoot us up they wanna shoot us down
they wanna lock us up they wanna lock us down.
They wanna bruck us up they wanna bruck us down
they wanna fuck us up they bring the ruckus now.
They don't like the likes of us
They don't like the lines I bust
They do like to fight and fuss
and claim that I don't have the right to cuss
Well I keep spitting till the mike a rust
I keep giving that type of rush
I make the youths them hype enough
for po po to pull out the nines and cuffs
And I smash their face red like a blush
I turn the crowd into psycho thugs
I turn hip hop spots into biker clubs
and make the scene explode like dynamite and such
And they can't stop this fire burning
they can't top this higher learning
They got cops and sly attorneys
foolish dogs keep barkin' at this flying bird it's...
[Chorus]
[Bridge]

[Calm Down! Down!
Calm Down! Thats what I, wanna do]
[You gots ta chill]
Was the last words he heard
Headin' out the door on December 31st
7 am, cause big worms for early birds
Didn’t wake his wife, didn’t wanna worry her
While she sound asleep in IKEA furniture
Law wire fences protectin her from burglars
Besides, this business is personal
He done dirt for so long, he can't get no dirtier
[Calm Down!]
Is he still dreamin?
Or is somebody singing, will he still leavin?
Cause nobody is around so his ears must deceive him
Open the garage and, jump in the BM
Cuttin and speedin
Drivin up the streets like swimming up a stream.
So hard to get through the cross town traffic
It's ill enough to scream
[Down!]
Know what I mean
[You gots ta chill]
Na, he's disregarding every warning
On a side of the road, livin way out of the margin
Flashin his headlights,
Not stoppin at red lights
A sharp left turn almost hit a kid’s bike
Breathe deep I don't need beep from the cops already
Can’t afford pullin up or gettin stopped, forget it
[Calm Down!]
With the car full of explosives
Survivin' the slightest impact what are the prognosis?
Not good so knock wood and spit over my shoulder
Don’t look bike tough I fell pity when its over
Life’s been hell ever since that letter in October
Saying I’m fired but it was getting even colder
When the doctor called sayin you ain’t gettin any older
You got numerous tumours in your stomach and your colon
I give you three months and it might be prolong
With the right treatment and a reason to hold on
Off the records, probably job related
But don’t waste time pressin charges, cause my bill who
paid it?
The company of course
I’m here to the keep the work force
Not well but affected and
Well you've been selected
By natural selection
If it's less than you expected,
Sorry, official reason of recession
You gots to go another way of I expressing
Our gratitude, take these two when your depressed and
[Calm Down
That’s what i wanna do, now.
Calm Down, That’s what I, wanna do
Down. Down. Aaaaah]
[You gots ta chill]
Fuck that I gots kill
My boss and my doctor with his doctor bills
Tellin me to pap some pills with three months left
They never saw me in life but they'll see my death
As he made another left
He saw that big billboard that he helped design
It made him wanna kill more
Next, he saw them big-ass letters
IKEA, king of the business centre
He ran his car to the entrance of that blue and yellow
building
That still will be his death when the blewing finally
killed him
And then on the twelve o'clock news
It was the war on terror and all hell broke loose
He was a suicide bomber killin himself and two more
persons
A guard a cleaner, injuring some clerks and the boss
gave a speech
To his people were he urged them
Best thing we can to is just go back to work and
CALM, DOWN
[That’s what I want, wanna do, down
Calm Down, that's what I, wanna do]
Yes, brought to you with the official, stamp of
approval and quality from the waxcabinet.
DJ EmBee. Promoe, LoopTroop rockers DVSG's.
Tellin y'all to Calm Down, before it's to late, and you

[Promoe]
I'm all city like graffiti, better yet all country
'bout to go all planet if it goes the way I planned it
Fanatic fan addict but a man at it
Loop Troop's a sickness now we're lettin' Japan have it
Givin' a bad habit no matter who distributes
no matter what record label I gotta spit the truth
The illest troop you can't keep a good sound down
in Tokyo my sh*t is heard around town
I'm screamin' on emcees: unless you drop gems please
shut the f*ck up, hand over your benz' keys
The way I see things in Europe, nobody's f*ckin' with this
and in the states, well I don't really wanna dis
But some rappers take hip hop for granted
watch me run up in their spot like moe and mike mecanic
Panic! When my rhymes cross the atlantic
then cross the pacific if it goes the way I planned it
Fanatic fan addict but a man at it
Loop Troop's a sickness now we lettin' Japan have it!
[Chorus]
You diggin' me man: Looptroop big in Japan
kick the real sh*t and get 3 million fans
World supremacy/ p-r-o-m-o-e
I said you diggin' me man Loop Troop is big in Japan
spit that rah rah sh*t and get 6 million fans
World supremacy/ s-u-p-r-e-m-e
[Supreme]
Hell yeah this be Supreme from the Loop Troop singers
known for hit singles and stiff middle fingers
Just ring us, then bring us for the time of your life
we'll forever be a part of your life cus of your two timing wife
Tout le monde we world wide
your fan base is your man's place they thought your tape was aight
Since you ain't nothing in the streets you pose to be a club thug
all hyped up but never really done sh*t like that millennium bug
Cos of the drugs, sex and alcohol
I'm in this to rip the clubs, decks and microphones
In Tokyo and former Russia
informers rush the set cus of we hollerin' anarchy like Busta
And cuss the downpressor men from the top of my lungs
till they start makin' sense and be dropppin' their guns
Once my crew gets to speak out they freak out
this ain't supposed to leak out we ain't supposed to sneak out
The back door with black dough, Loop Troop is like WHOA
conquerin' the world in two triple O's
so: do panic, that bull shit can it
my crew's a sickness and now we letting Japan have it
[Chorus]
You diggin' me man Loop Troop is big in Japan
teach the youths the truth and get 10 million fans
World supremacy/ Cos to the m-i-c
[Cosmic]
It's the DVSG entreprenuers
cruisin' thru the underground systems to the Japanese sewers
Nobody boo us they more like: sayonara
glad you came, it's the bomb! aight peace we feel honored
We stand as one build as one swarm
and travel to the other side of the planet to perform
I look to the east (why?) yo do I even have to mention it
this western world got us trapped in censorship
Cus everything that I say is political
and everything that I write makes me a suspected criminal
Subliminal adertising behind enemy lines
you'll find the message between the lines when you rewind
dlrow eht reuqnoc srekcoR poortpooL
lriws ot eunitnoc lliw srekcoR poortpooL
starting point right here we just landed
Loop Troop's the illest virus now we're lettin' Japan have it
[Chorus]
Diggin' me man: Looptroop big in Japan
building a plan to get millions of fans
Blao blao bo bo bo/ Supreme, Cosmic, Embee and Promoe
Du ligger i la Looptroop sticker ivag

You better get you something a little... (a little...)
You better get you something a little... (a little...)
Fresh
Hot (hot)
Nice (nice)
Ill (ill)
Funky (funky)
Futuristic like... PROMOE!
Set it off!
[Chorus:]
Now this is just a likkle supm supm
To let you know I got supm comin'
And let you know I'm still up and runnin'
And let you know that the fire still burning
Just a likkle supm supm
For all my ruff riders to bump this summer
All my graff writers who bomb till sun up
And all my ladies let me see you push your hand up
Ram up...
[Promoe:]
Dancehall, roll call, stand tall, don't fall
Party people get duttier than Sean Paul
Back that ass up - fuck that, mash up
For all my people that never pull their pants up
Get your shirts off, I'm a kick a verse off
Something out of this world that you ain't never heard so
Organize and harmonize
All my people rise so that we can live nice
[Chorus:]
And get just a likkle supm supm
We need a little food and a lots of lovin'
We need a little roof and some pots and oven
We need to tell the truth cus the future's comin'
[Promoe:]
Right around the bend I count 9 times out of 10
With the right amount of strength pure righteousness will win this
Stumblin' problem - struggle in Babylon - government's carry on
Crumblin' happenin' front of our eyes like
[RIGHT ABOUT NOW], Bombs over Bagdad
The White House wipe out, this is what the fight's 'bout:
U.S. - no oil - tjicka tjicka - Lights out
People act blind run around with their eyes out
Heads off - screws loose, let's off deuce deuce
Shotgun blast body swell up like cous cous
Love me good hotties from Bollywood
Incredible honeys in edible undies, but is he good?
Easy pops, the ZZ Top of hip hop
Has returned with another hit hot
Till death makin' ladies pull a little closer
Just like they supposed to
[Chorus:]
Baby give me just a likkle supm supm
You know we got so many little things in common
You know I love it how you always keep me comin'
Back for more of the sweetest lovin'
[Promoe:]
When there's a war going on outside no man is safe from
We can run but we can't hide forever from
George Bush & Tony Blair, IMF, the world bank who's only care
Is to hold this here gold in their
Greedy little hands, somebody tell me why won't they share
& give us just a likkle supm supm
We need some new leaders cus these ones be frontin'
They got hidden agendas ulterior motives
They be spittin' the venom & gettin' the voters
They got devils within' em that's givin' the orders
We need a new beginning and a new world disorder!
[Chorus:]
Now this is just a likkle supm supm
To let you know I got supm comin'
And let you know I'm still up and runnin'
And let you know that the fire still burning
Just a likkle supm supm
For all my ruff riders to bump this summer
All my graff writers who bomb till sun up
And all my ladies let me see you push your hand up
Stand up...
Get up, stand up
Stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up
Don't give up the fight (no, no)
Get up, stand up
Can't give up the fight no
Got to keep on fightin'
C'mon!

[Chorus]
Watch the evil world they create
And how they celebrate their great state
Thx 1138, if you're real you can relate
To how they watch every move we make
And how they decimate the human race
Well if this ain't the last days
Then it sure is pretty late
I see hate (no face) in the eyes on the walls
And it's hard to show love back they freeze ice on your balls
It's a cold world despite the green house effect
They fight the fact that my team got respect
To them my team's a suspect and I admit you can't trust us
But ain't no justice it's just us the small time hustlas
Being thoroughly inspected
Every day and every night we're being casted and directed
In the world's greatest soap opera Truman show for true man, yo
I'm not stupid I won't stoop down low
Although I creep on a diggi low cus bigger bro
Wanna broadcast my ass live on a video
But I escape the big screen and the piggsvin
Team up with the dope friends to put up a smoke screen
To blind your cameras eye sight too much unwanted limelight
It's not like I get a spot light cus I rhyme tight
But cus of their so called crime fight that's why I use my mic
To let the vandals and the thiefs of the world know the time's right
If you hate the system unite tonight
Tomorrow when we wake up it'll be allright
[Chorus]
Every action has it's reaction what you expected?
This actor without a pay check will react with hatred
I stay dread burn and loot what they hold sacred
Incarcerated scarred faces but we can make it
On the low in between the lines like me and Timbuk
We've been fucked too long to just lay down and give up
So big up all the disobediant crews
The deviant crews who don't believe in the news
Who be seeing straight thrue the lies with their eyes on the prize
Freedom, don't give a fuck about ice
The spies lurk on every street corner
Record every move you make like big brothers of Warner
They shoot a reel then they shoot you for real
To hold you still they give you alcohol and pills
If you feel like graffiti is more than just a fashion
It's lights, camera, legal action!

Uh one two, uh one two. And you don't stop
Production dj large and promoe on the mic
for all my people, people (graffiti writers)
It goes a little something like this
[Verse 1]
It was the last days of summer sun shine'in through the window
Life movin' real slow, you know how things go
His friends knew him by the name of Bingo
As he turned up the volume of a hot new single
From Looptroop his favorite rap group
He loved how they represented him yo, the graff youth
From the grass roots he came from sweden to
Felt proud when he played his new friends the latest tunes
Check this shit out man; that he had to download
Cause his local record store was on the other side of the globe
They didn't carry the stuff, but he felt it was ok to do
He spread the troops message all the way to australia dude
Oh man I couldn't be wrong when long arm and freedom fighters wears his fucking theme songs
In their headphones those nights he spent when we stayed up
Adrenaline rush when we enter the layup singin'
[Refrain:] Babababa baaaa
You know graffiti won't die.. die
Babababa baaaa ( no it won't )
( uh huh )Because these walls don't lie.. lie..( we don't lie )
Babababa baaaa ( come on )
I'm dedicating this beat.. peace..( huh )
Babababa baaaa
( he said )To those d.v.s.g:s
[Verse 2]
They stepped in with a grin and a boosted Kangol
Mimicking the king Rick the ruler's manors
Fresh dressed in his newest shoes and flannels
Then began letting off with the loosest cannons
Figuring this will be my coolest panel
But when they see it all they see is just a gruesome scandal
Erasin' all signs of life, callin the youth some vandals
They can't handle the truth so that's how the truth is handled
Deep into the music and his art man, his true love
Didn't even notice when the train pulled up
And before the bloodstains faded or the engine cooled off
That very same train hit another writer: Olaf
On a different continent though: Europe
But then they came to the same place that I'm sure of
In this world people always looked upon them as a terror
But now 50 000 chariots singin' the chorus, going...
Refrain:Babababa baaaa (uh ha, uh ha )
Graffiti writers won't die.. die.. no
Babababa baaaa ( I'm telling you )
Because these walls don't lie.. lie.. ( they don't lie )
Babababa baaaa
(come on)I'm dedicating this song.. song
Babababa baaaa
To those gone, your memory live on.. on
[Bridge]
I know a lot of people including myself get uncomfortable
When people including myself get emotional
But I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all
Man I still got love for graffiti culture though
A lot of people including myself get uncomfortable
When people including myself get emotional
But I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all
Man I still got love for graffiti culture though
[Verse 3]
A lot changed from the days of Spray can stories
See me in the yard today, lost like a freakin' tourist
And I don't claim to know much, all I really know is
We were 17 once actin' like we were immortals
Fearin' no evil, people said we had no morals
That's fine, their corrupt world it really wasn't for us
We just laughed at the bullshit names that they called us
Hated us, we hated them and both sides found out what a war is
We were winning in the beginning then found out ‘bout the horrors
Don't get me wrong my love a hundred percent, no less
And peace to my people, we grow with the knowledge
I bite Tone Def same time I'm payin' homage
To cats from South Africa, writers from New York
Australia, Spain, France and Germany, up north
Still the same rapper tellin' cops to fuck off
And all my writers: Survive! This my love song to y'all
[Refrain:] Babababa baaaa
(don't they know that graffiti can't be stoped.)
Babababa baaaa
(This one is for my train bombing, train trashing.)
Babababa baaaa
(to all my graff writers who want the sun up.)
Babababa baaaa
(reminisce'n on many days of being a writer)
Babababa baaaa
You know graffiti won't die die noo
Babababa baaaa
because these walls don't lie lie noo
Babababa baaaa
to all my people world wide wide yoo
Babababa baaaa

[Capleton]
Yo! Changon, Promoe wey dem!?
Blaze up di fire make e burn dem,
Burn dem, burn dem, burn dem
[Promoe]
David versus Goliath. David-ooos!
[Capleton]
Dem fi know! Who dem? Get up, get up! Yo!
[Promoe - Verse]
To my, to my, to my...
Singers and players of instruments
on all continents
making a difference
we come stompin in (right)
battling ignorance
boost you confidence (ha)
ain't no stopping me and my people (you the man, say!)
big budget of pocket change
guerilla market
and all over you block
we got the whole world targeted
we aim and we lockin it
blow up the stock exchange
keep on rockin in the free world
[Capleton - Chorus]
Songs of joy
for the people, no take them for toy
Burning evil
Songs of joy
for the people
Yo, man no musician
Tell them I'm a profession
Songs of joy
for the people, no take them for toy
Burning evil
Songs of joy
for the people
But Babylon no try fi shut it down
cause you can't touch mi zone
Say again!
[Capleton - Verse]
Just can't stop my flow
Well a mi say more liberation,
mi say more respiration
They just can't stop my flow
Well a mi say more salvation,
more reparation
They just can't stop my flow
Well a mi say more education
and more determination
They just can't stop my flow
Well a mi say brrrrrrrrr
Yo Promoe! Tell dem some!
[Promoe - Verse]
Religously paying these pictures and making these
scissors
Ninety-six when I made my first brick in the business
I got bit more than one snuff snix in the kitchen
Faking them pictures, wanted that, already hated the
bitchness
Instead I made my decision and played my basition (?)
as Davis vs Golith started getting greater ambitions
Only holding us back, let it create a division
But I bridgin the gap language and make it sing kings
ooo...
[Capleton - Chorus]
Songs of joy
for the people, no take them for toy
Burning evil
Songs of joy
for the people
Tell them I no musician
Tell them I'm a profession
Songs of joy
for the people, songs of joy
Burning evil, no take them for toy
Burning evil
Babylon plotting and scheming and chopping the planet
Feel as are they evil (?) Yo!
[Promoe - Verse]
I need some piece of music and some peace of mind
Piece of paper just to speak my mind
I turn it up and meditate and it feels so fine
It's something more that just beats and rhymes
It's entertainment and educaction
Bringing for changes through motivation
Universal language, communication
It my occupation!
[Capleton]
Yea, give me that, give me that
Why them fighting it, why them fighting it?
When this is so much beyond black and whiting it
Why them fighting it, why them fighting it?
You who kills the mission. A me tell them say again!
[Promoe]
Ninety-one, recorded my first song with Embee
Traveled with music I never know how long it'd take me
Got through with love in my heart though the wrongs
would tempt me
Always making sure that my songs ain't empty
From message, emotion, the essence, devotion
The pressure's enormous, I'm crossing the ocean
Sweden, Germany, Jay-Jay and New York me,
Changon I'm coming through talking
[Capleton - Chorus]
Songs of joy
for the people, no take them for toy
Burning evil
Songs of joy
for the people
Tell them I no musician
Tell them I'm a profession
Songs of joy
for the people, no take them for toy
Burning evil
Songs of joy
For the people make me brrrr...
Pull up and give me it again...
Songs of joy
for the people, no take them for toy
Burning evil
Songs of joy
for the people
Yo, man no musician
Tell them I'm a profession
Songs of joy
Get up!
[Promoe & Capleton - Outro]
Stand up strong!
Burning evil, for the people
Babylon no try fi shut it down
Cause you can't touch me zone, yo!
Music is a mission
Get up! Get up!
Singing our songs of joy
And it's my profession
Get up! Get up!
It's my religion
Babylon won't shut it down
From Sweden to Kingston (and all over the world...)
When they just can't stop the sound (can't stop, won't

Yah, Embee, Promoe, Prime-time
check it
Don't hate the media, become the media
They already know we are
so why no't get louder and louder and louder.
Prisoner code T.H.X, 1-1-3-8
I'm a break the chains and litigate Bill Gates.
And Ricki Lake type intruders of your private life
It's like they got a million private eyes in the public eye
That they publicize doubleized, In a love disguise,
Wolf in a sheep clothing, I just love these guys,
Talking about freedom of speech, freedom of the word,
It's a well-known fact you need cash to make your self heard with,
Topics like this, they don't let litterarly to stop me,
But I'll be happy to sell 20 000 copies,
That don't make no revolution, so what I'm I to do then,
Rather die luging then get my message diluted,
Dilemma: either you say nothing to a lot of people
Or you try to kick some sense to a minority of equals
Who already know what you know and don't need to be schooled
But 85 % of the population keeps getting fooled
[Chorus:]
But the massmedia misleading ya,
all 'em press idiots gets greedier
chasing headlines and deadlines
the truth left behind us
it's primetime and the blind lead the blind
It's the massmedia misleading ya,
all them press eateries gets greedier,
chasing headlines and deadlines
the truth left behind us: primetime
Yah, They tried to drug me with TV
Dissever mislead me
But on the low though, I don't keep what they feed me
Believe me, I throw it up like a bulimic
Don't tell no one though they put me in a clinic
For brainwashing, they want to stop my guys
With money and lies, they got the troop monopolized
Manipulate and pollute the Mind State
Generations of mine rate
My voice echoed off the walls of Jericho and Berlin in the old days
Listen closer here and now
In your own hallways
It's your baby brother quoting me
He got all tapes, some youths of today
Want substances, not all saints
Massmedia don't wanna deal with the real issues
They want you to think, life is about chasing the riches
But that materialistic shit will fade away
Don't get caught up in the modern day slavery tray
[Chorus:]
It's only massmedia misleading ya,
all the press eateries gets greedier,
chasing headlines and deadlines
the truth left behind it's primetime
and the blind lead the blind
It's the massmedia misleading ya,
all them press eateries gets greedier,
chasing headlines and deadlines
the truth left behind it's primetime
and the blind lead the blind
Notice that that's the opposite of the standard view about democracy
It's a game for the elites, ehh, it's not for the ignorant masses
The unemployed no longer wants to be used
Modern day slavery, computers rules
In the school system, of miseducation
The entertainment business of ???
Capitalist interests, run the press 'n information
Hightway to hell approaching, the end-station
At a faster pace than formula 1 racing
Blaming the problems of society, on immigration
When in Sweden may guns export it to poor nations
Causing wars and starvations
Killing africans and asians
Calling it "foreign relations"
And it's all an annihilations
Yo, you forced them to leave their homeland
For an unknown land
The look upon them, is more barbaric than Conan
They asking for work, and you say 'no man, you can't be trusted'
They walked down your street and get busted
By your so-called justice
Designed to change mines
To put you in the lead, and the others behind
Well I will never try your road again, never vote again
Cause you have used the mass-escape quote again
I'll rate your radio-show again, like once P.E.
Run up in your office screaming and raving
Blame me!
I got the hottest beats out there courtesy of embee
and rhymes with the message to set your mindstate free
[Chorus x2]
This is not a democratic soceity. Notice that that's the opposite of the
standard view about democracy. Nowhere else is people so addicted to information
and entertainment in printed words. Propaganda for democracy is what violence is

(in. edh, j. cardell)
head out the door like before pick my things off the
floor go on tour after tour with a huge ass bag that
can't fit my love what a useless bag, man it can't fit
my love there i go again repeating myself and i'm
deceiving myself till i believe in myself that i need
something else jeopardizing my health looking, looking,
looking for something, but i really can't tell what it
is, what it was, and again shall be maybe it shifted
through the years and i'm stuck in the dream that i had
as a teenager rappin ass fiend now with all this stress
around me i can't recognize me so i, pick up the phone
and a bad connecdon and a low battery does little to
hide the thought that we miles apart and it drives my
heart insane tryin to start to explain all in vain but
i'm savin...
what should i write
pick up the pen don't know where to begin it goes... i
miss you I well it's true but it's lame, ain't no words
to explain
how can i tell you
how much i miss you
cus the words have been used and abused for so long
they don't mean nothing, no more to no one and
specifically not us we're thinkin about stuff a little
bit too much with our critical outlook that kind of
makes us depressed and when it aches in our chests
we're desperately lookin, lookin for ways to express
our deepest emotions, but somebody stole 'em sold 'em
back to us perverted, distorted that's why, when i tell
you i love you, you can't hear i wanna tell you to
trust me forever, but i don't dare cus the words have
been used and abused for so long i can't relate to
their hate don't want it in your song cus if love is a
burger from a fastfood chain if love is some bling on a
fat goldchain then the blood must be freezing in my ice
cold veins and what i feel for you must be that thing
called hate
(and it's not, so what the fuck..,)
what should i write
what the fuck should i write yo
i miss you
well it's true but it's lame, ain't no words to explain
how can i tell you
how much i miss you
then when i finally come home after weeks alone,
rhyming on the phone from the studio in gothen and
writing little poems on postcards and pieces of paper
from japan and amsterdam i'm half a man when i greet
you like we a four legged, two headed creature
separated from ea-chother in an earlier life to be
complete i must make sure this girl be my wife and it's
easier said than done but this love accident ain't no
hit and run i coulda stay right here till the police
come though this ain't that kind of movie so them fools
get none and it ain't no hollywood ending either she's
not a girl with a gucci, prada or fendi fever it's real
characters of real flesh and blood who fight, hurt,
make up and shit, sweat and love (and miss eachother
like hell...)
what should i write
with all our imperfect perfections
i miss you
how can i tell you

“rupert come out to play, ruuuupert won't you come out
to play “
i see visions of bullets rippin through flesh
i'm itchin to pull it, man isn't it fresh
to his eardrum's where i put it like: listen to this
blao, blao, blao, blao - mission 'ccomplished
LOL, cus it wasn't complicated at all
still my accomplice wishin that he'd never gotten
involved
cus now we all over fox news - they spread propaganda
that's not true
sayin some arabic terrorists did it - fuck you!
i did it and i take full responsibility
it was self defence i got proof that he was killing me
new shit i'm shooting at my enemies
and keep doing it by any means because...
myspace is time wasted i'm wasted
can't take it any further word up
mo hits is mo ads is mo shit that's mo cash
that's why i wanna murder murdoch
myspace is time wasted i'm wasted
blaze the fire - let your burners burn up
mo friends get mo ends, there's no end it's dope man
that's why i wanna murder murdoch
this looptrooper shootin rupert over music like astma
produced it
and fast moves that's stupid, that's equivalent to
catchin some bruises
multiple stab wounds, electrocution and massive
confusion
here's my confession, but you cant even prove it
when i load up the german luger what's my motive to
murder rupert
i'm a tell you what the truth is you ain't puttin up
with no excuses
it's not cus he own 99 % of all media
that's not why he dying, lying on the floor bleeding
it's not cus i might believe that he's a part of the
conspiracy
that i hate fox news and the views they distribute from
off my tv screen
but i hold him responsible for killin my creativity
and without my creativity yo i ain't really me
ref.
how can that peace loving rapper promoe
turn so violent what has happened why he so provoked
all of a sudden what exactly is he tryin to promote?
man i wanna murder murdoch
how can that peace loving rapper promoe
turn so violent what has happened why he so provoked
all of a sudden what exactly is he tryin to promote?
this ain't a friend request i post a bulletin
put a gun to his chest unload some bullets in
so many profile views but from my point of view
it ain't my space it's his space shut down the bitrate
on that shitface
ref.
”rupert come out to play, ruuuupert won't you come out

[Verse 1:]
My da told me I used be a happy boy
Back in a days playin' with my crappy toys
Kwowin' nothin' bout wars, would laugh with joy
till I turned up the volume on that rappin' noise
Became an angry teen, readin' from the magazines
feedin'me all the murder and the agony
Always in the trouble, cops runnin after me
but they're way too lazy, only thing that's catchin' me was ...
[Chorus:]
My girl, my girl
it's me and my girl against the world
my girl against the world
it's me and my girl...
[Verse 2:]
.. form the forward path I'm on
My music is for people that's runnin' a marathon
Literally or as a figure of speech
Whether within or if you runnin' the streets
DVSG's on a nighttrain from Moscow to St. Petersburg
scheming and plotting to take home what we deserve
You got the city on lock, well I perform to free the world
and I know that I got it, as long as it's me and my girl ...
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Wake up in the bed with my girl beside me
I don't give a fuck if the world's collidin'
with a meteorite, I'll still be allright
shinin' bright in the state that I'm in
The beautiful state of awareness
not tryin' to be no careless parents
We'll get them kids, and raise them kids
as true revolutionaries ...
[Chorus:]
[Verse 4:]
We on some Bonnie and Clyde shit, B.I.G ready to die shit
Weather is stormin' , better perform get kids oranizing
Always down to be ridin' though we whitout a liscense
We are buildin' an army, babies are born and people are risin'
It'll start with a man and a woman to stop the famine and bombin'
I see the klan and atomic wars, yo the planet is coming
to an end. No need to pretend, the secret is when
but we ready, we right here yo sing it again!
[Verse 1]

in the deep dark forest of sweden,
where the kids are bleeding
for no obvious reason
back up vocals tenor diamond
bang the piano squeeze the beat out the drummer this
ain't your average hiphop, it got no Keys to the hummer
no prostitutes, glocks that shoot it deals with the
younger generation on medication to shut out the
sleeping and hunger she needs the pain - her weary arms
need to get number scarred so bad she's wearing long
sleeves in the summer people wouldn't know what to say
so she feels she should cover the shame inflicted by
livin in the greediest culture man, who wouldn't be
disgusted by all the meat and the butter? you could say
she's reluctant to eat cus her mother it wouldn't be
the whole truth gotta dig deep in the under people fail
to realise what I speak on when I utter:
generation after generation A
are being sacrificed
slaughtered on the altar
of a massive lie
play the piano for the innocent children growing up
being bombarded with an image of women so sick and
twisted and it's mirrored within them because we're
celebrating death as the ideal way of living it's so
backwards round here - man I ain't even kidclin' she's
trapped in her body tryin to fly out from her prison
too close to the sun quickly brought back to the harsh
reality burned by the cold fire of this world's
mentality father could you tell me why she's starvin
herself please tell me why she's so hard on herself
she's walkin this earth wearin the scars of our hell
carved in the flesh of her arms and what next? I don't
know what good talkin will do and if puttm her pain in
a song will help, but I can't go on cus the words
gettin blurred in front of my eyes as the teal's start
to burn this ain't a song it's a cry
for generations after generations that are being
sacrificed I tell you slaughtered on the altar of a
massive lie
cus how you expect me to explain to my little sis when
she use her brain ain't no interest they pick her apart
till all that remains is a clitoris media keep telling
her to change to some bigger tits tellin' her to shut
her mouth - paint - and to fix her lips but her smile's
a little strained while she slit her wrist because she
hates what her belly is that's why we resist and can't
get a bit of rest
cus generation after generation are being sacrificed

What was going on (yeah, aha)
And i wrote this
The Long Distance Runner
And recorded this (check it, ya)
Its 2004
Last year Tony and George started the war of the whores
Same year, and the year before, plus the year before
that
Me and the Troop were on constant tours
Chanting Imbumba! from the South African shores
To the Norwegian fjords, I tried to keep a vegan course
Traveling with good friends like Chords, Timbuk and DJ
Large, Jonny Bass and Big Boss
Before the Struggle album made the recordstores
We were on a Road to Hell, breakin doors and laws
Me, Supreme, Gangsta Pete and Schumi of course
Had a little trouble with the German police force (aha)
Thats why I had to stop drinking
Cuz when I start drinking is when I stop thinking
That i gotta stay on top off things
And when im under the botlle you know I stop think
(Chorus)
Like an athlete, a long distance runner
On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
An athlete, a long distance runner
On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
Get at me dawg...
Livin' in this free world - expecting cops to abuse me
When i'm chilling with a cup full o' müsli
Matter of time 'fore my cup is running over
But Im' a get mine cus mahfuckers running slower
(Yeah!)
Followin' my sprinter trail
I run shit down the line on the Interrail (Yeah!)
I ain't going, I ain't been to jail
I got work to do, and I got things to say
A real rolemodel for the kids today
Can't afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints
away
Wipe off the mike every single stain
Recognize bomb shit when it's in my mail
What a big disgrace, what a big bam-bam you had to end
this way
All you ever wanted to was to entertain
Went against the wrong guy cus i was meant to stay...
(Chorus)
Like an athlete, a long distance runner
On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
An athlete, a long distance runner
On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
The battle ain't for the strong, nor the race for the
swift
But for those who can't endure the type o' blaze that I
spit
For those that will survive all the changes and shit
With families, fans, partners and labels you're with
And even if I wanted I woldn't be able to quit
I gotta keep running til the pavement will split
Under my bare feet, the concrete with red heat
Or till my future kids eat, and we all livin' carefree
In a zion hut, we ain't dawgs no more
Were my lion's at?
Gimme some signal let me see your lion paw
Let me know what we're living and what we're dying for
Ask myself
It's it a good enough reason
If so I go all out like it was my last season
If my, voice is weak, my boys will speak
To conquer the world I gotta keep a top physique
chorus
Like an athlete, a long distance runner
On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
An athlete, a long distance runner
On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
No alcohol, no weed
No cigaretts, no És
No milk, no cheese
No eggs, no meat
Just medation and peace
Red lentils, chick peas
Good workout, good sleep

[Promoe:]
the year is one nine eight to the four
cus world leaders are waging a war
called shock and awe for rapid world dominance
they're lockin' jaws a rabbit dogs' common sense
dad's walkin' home, his baby girl by the hand
askin' all kind of question can't understand
evil men going for the jugular vein
he feels troubled and shamed cus he couldn't explain that...
[Chorus:]
war ain't nothin' but a campaign
freedom ain't nothin' but a brand name
why people gotta die, why we can't change
that it's all a part of the dirty mans game
but daddy ain't that strange
some people drinkin' nothin' but champagne
others drinkin' dirty water from a bad drain
is that also part of the kkkampain
[Promoe:]
nahh, she didn't stu-stu-studder mawfucker
subconsciously she knows that the scud missiles and rockets
are launched by the same white devils who used to fight rebels
in africa north and south america
it's just a new era with new terminology
thoroughly they've studied the human psychology
from colonies to far east, now follow me
shock and awe ain't nothin' but hiroshima nagasaki
hitlers blitzkrieg is desert storm
same people dying, same red blood a flow'n
but when some people fight this war it's a righteous war
listen didn't you hear me right before
[Chorus:]
I said it's not a war it's a campaign
and freedom can be bought it's a brand name
some people gotta die that's a damn shame
still it's not a war it's a kkkampain
[Promoe:]
Take a good look in your good book or your anarchist cookbook
read the writings on the wall that the hoods from your hood put
up for you to check like some travelin' truth-sayers
you can even check the babylon newspapers
as long as you know who wrote it and with what motive
I know KRS said it already I quoted
not to prove a point but to get my point of view across
cus I don't know the truth of course
I'm only here to find out what's true for me
and you too better find out what's true for you
and overstand that they twist the words to fit the worst
badminded people called mr bush
dick cheney, donald rumsfeld, it's enough
todo mi gente en el mundo, listen up
since they own the media they keep on deceivin' us
with a new language don't believe me man, we live in this world...
[Chorus:]
where war is campaign
and freedom ain't nothin' but a brand name
some people gotta die that's a damn shame
still we celebratin' drunk off the champagne
though it's obvious we just missed the last train
big business politicians' on a rampage
and it's too late now we can't change

refräng:
Känns som om vår del av världen drabbats av en
inflation, skulle räcka med hälften av allt vi har
idag, ser man till skiten som kommer så är det fan mig
inte klokt, men är det fråga om vår tillväxt då blir
svaret ja, känns som vår del av världen drabbats av en
inflation, som om man har allt men ändå inte har det
bra, medan sanningen sitter ouppnåelig i sitt vita
torn, står vi näst på tur frågande vem och vad blir
kvar.
vers 1:
De halverar devalverar regerar med järnhand, o vi
serveras, duperas med mera av en världsbank, där
inflation av ord en inflation av känslor, o inflation
av mord följer på en inflation av mänskor, som om livet
tappat allt sitt egenvärde, vi offrar villigt en hel
kontinent av tredje världen, de säger att det tredje
världskriget är inte här än, om du tycker annorlunda
sjung med mig och Herbert.
refräng
vers 2:
De snackar lågkonjuktur de snackar inflation, de
snackar aldrig någonting om vår situation, de sörjer
fanny mae de sörjer freddie mac, vi sörjer isaac hayes
vi sörjer bernie mac, I ain't scared of you
motherfuckers, you don't understand, firar att ännu en
bank blir stängd, garvar åt konkursen o när börsen går
omkull, står jag där o sprutar confetti ur din
portfölj, oouuii, sen så börjar jag väl reflektera,
över faktumet att allting är väl regisserat, ni chockar
folket med kris för att få dem med på eran, chock-
terapi för att bygga er pyramid, ni snackar avreglering
ni snackar recession, ni snackar jävligt avslappnat om
depression, för ända sen kriserna på 20- o 30-talen så,
blir ni alltid räddade av skattebetalarna.
refräng
vers 3:
Vem vem, vem finns kvar o klandra, när vi spelat ut oss
mot varandra, vad vad, vad finns kvar o handla, när vi
har köpt upp precis allting man kan, vem vem, vem är
värd o offra, när vi ska skära ner blir det inte på vår
bekostnad, vad vad, blixtar hagel åska, ändå fortsätter
vi bara låtsas, som det regnade... pengar, känn hur det
rämnar, sen när du lämnar jordelivet står det skrivet,
att du måste lämna ensam och du måste lämna allt du
tjänat på din broder, och kusiner inklusive räntan, när
du gör upp räkenskaperna med skaparn eller skaparna,
handlar det inte om pengarna eller sakerna, finns inget
vi kan sakna eller betala med, när vi ligger nakna där
i gravarna.

(Verse 1)
in the morning... she wake up beside of me
too tired to open her eyes scared to face her anxiety
thinkin to herself he could go to hell while he's
inside of me
he still don't have the slightest clue what's going on
inside of me
in the morning... still tangled up in her nightmares
and me
I'm too stubborn to say baby I'm right here
she's just one kiss away from me but it feels like we
light years apart
then I stall to talk but for those words it's too light
here
in the morning... her body feel like a war zone
on her right arm a bar code on her left arm the scars
show
in the morning... findin blood stains on the floor
boards
from last night from that knife that now rest on her
torso
(Chorus)
baby I know that you're feeling uptight
sometimes from morning and all through the night
me I ain't helping I act like a child
it's like a cold war everytime that we fight
maybe I'm wrong - baby you're right
all I know this song can't play when it's light
some of these things I can't say when it's light
I'm waiting from morning till late...
(Verse 2)
at night... I'm still awake till the break of dawn
after the show I finna go create new songs
ponderin the next move to make with my pawns
till it's too late and I'm gone
at night... working like there ain't no tomorrow
on the chess board of life with this time we have
borrowed
where vicious bishops plan attacks on the diagonal
and screwfaced two faced knights so called friends act
all vaginal
at night... and the king's all alone in his hotel
room pass out and sleep all through the afternoon
wake up and forgot almost half the tune
but remember my queen and it's all for you
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
at night... when it's you and me alone...
and we make up and make love finally
suddenly anything that you take tip's fine with me
at night... it must be the darkness, the kisses, the
whispers
the intimacy, the friendship please listen my sister
cause when we worn down by the day
and our walls of defense's torn down then I say
in the morning... still feelin good when we waking up
she's painting to deal with the pain ting now
in the morning... sesame, linseed, soy milk, sun dried
dates
oatmeal and buckwheat's how I love my babe

Ey yo what's up! This is Promoe from Looptroop Västarås,
Wax cabinet style, representing de fulde svenskere for Typhoon
Denmark style guarantee to make you smile
I gotta reach the boarder (ey ey)
Denmark style guarantee to make you smile
I gotta reach the boarder line
It takes 45 minutes and 40 crowns to get down to Copenhagen,
That's a flyass town, this jam is dedicated to the city down south
I go there when Sweden stresses me out
Cus the politi they don't show up that often
And the DSB they ain't got time to be buffin
The barest magic, many times I got crunk
It's legal to smoke weed for those that like skunk
In Christiania where this kids is selling records
I bought a lot of reggae from him, like this time, check it
Me and my crew just got off the boat
I got my sticky fingers on a 1000 crowns of swedish 20 notes
And bought a lot of LP's that day
Then went to the pool jam couldn't hear what they say
Cus down here ya'll rap in your own language
And I can't manage to understand danish (anything?)
Then I meet creative and he's a native
On the bilingual level we still related
I gotta send mad love to Typhoon
Leavin' bitin' wolf dj's hollin at the moon
Doin' mic cheks on... ?... on any surfaces
Puttin our name up for purpuses
Your overgrounds couldn't understand
I'm honest when, I'm saying Denmark's the promised land
I'm moving down here just to chill and eat vegetables
Now I gotta go back to the Roskilde festival!
Denmark style guarantee to make you smile
I gotta reach the boarder line...

[Intro: Promoe]
askin for nothing more settle for nothing less
because we askin for nothing more, settle for nothin'
less
nosliw!
[Chorus: Nosliw]
What is my identity
Ich weiss nicht wirklich wo ich hingehör
Ich hab keine Verbindung mehr
What is my identity
Wie kann ich zu mir selber finden wer
sagt mir wer ich wirklich bin
[Vers 1]
ok! to the ones that are most important
friends and family, I'm known as Mårten
been around from my beard was short
and the things that I know it was them that taught
them to the rap scene I'm known from the touring
promoe - hear my name from the audience
tryin to make some money but the tax department
know me as a number and the law enforcement
see me as the enemy is that my identity?
lookin at the man in the mirror now can it be
is it me? isn't he? wishin we...
what? is somebody listening?
am I all alone let me call the phone
ain't no answer what my father grown
hooked up with Nosliw vibes are positive
apprecialove what I got at home
but I've been around the world and I
can not really stop from wondering why
they need a task force to ask for my passport
what nationality, credit or cash flow
social security number
where I been what I already done but
that can't explain who I am
what kind of a man most of all why I feel so redundant
[Chorus: Nosliw]
[Vers 2]
Ich musste ständig leben mit dem kleinen Unteschied
dunkel zu sein in einer weissen Bundesrepublik
´nen Vater gab es nicht ich kannte auch
sonst keine ander´n die sich in einer ähnlichen
Situation befanden
woher ich komm wohin ich hingehöre weiss ich nicht
unde ohne festen Stand verliert man schnell das
Gleichgewicht ich
frag´mich was soll mit mir sein wie sieht die Zukunft
wenn ich doch meine Wurzeln für gesundes Wachstum
brauch
´ich suche immer noch nach meinem wahren Ich ich muss
es wissen wer ich bin für eine klare Sicht
ich bin mir selber fremd weiss
nicht wie´s weiter geht mir fehlt die eigene Identität
[Chorus: Nosliw]
because we askin for nothin' mo we settle for nothin'
less
in life we need something more than just shopping for
happiness
no more comin from out the store with heavy bags
full of nothingness cus I'm sure that ain't who we are
but what's
the answer for my quiz?
What is my identity am i living my life like it was
meant to be how can
we know what's our identity when they've been lying
bout our history
What is my identity am i living my life like it was
meant to be how can
we know what's our identity when they've been lying
bout our history

Thinking's a headache - that's why we avoid it
thought reveals truth, and the pain of the facts
thinking's; ache - that's why we avoid it
Reach for my hand,and i'll give you my soul
Man i-m running through life with blinders
avoiding the signs that are yelling out loud and clear
that my time is runnin out quicker, though i'm clone
with the liqour and i'm young and my ticker's still
strong - it ain't long till i'm gone with a flicker
My whole race is gone sicker DNA molecular structure
like pieces of puzzles that ain't fitting my muscles
degenerated, my semen's sedated from stress and toxic
waste my whole being's mutated (my soul)
Don't even mention my soul it's been gone for so long
i'm feeling like a black hole
I lost my religion, and lost touch with my inner self
being consumed by the flames of a sinner's hell
stumblin around in a state of mass (confusion)
and i see no solution (confusion)
but to turn up the music to soothe this (pain that i'm
feeling)
Thinking's a headache - that's why we avoid it
thought reveals truth, and the pain of the facts
thinking's; ache - that's why we avoid it
Reach for my hand,and i'll give you my soul
I try to open my heart-find it hard to open my window
tell large let's echo across the globe from the disco
where people sing Julie driscoll (now i see rainbows of
many more colours)
In a world that's black and white you're taught to act
your type like it's a fact of life avoiding the real
facts - we spiral downwards inbreeding a bunch of
spineless cowards
Livin in an illusion we define as ours
nationalism's that kind of prison we assign all power
desperately clinging on to it until the final hour (i
heard someone crying)
Well it was i,i-m feeling tired of lying and denying
the obvious how we making like ostriches holdin
ourselves as our hostages,adisgrace to philosophers and
how we rather not think about it cus...
Thinking's a headache - that's why we avoid it
thought reveals truth, and the pain of the facts
thinking's; ache - that's why we avoid it
Reach for my hand,and i'll give you my soul
the leaders got headaches
givin the people more headaches
ain't no need for paramedics
this desease is too deadly
the leaders got headaches
givin the people more headaches
ain't no need for paramedics
this disease ïs too deadly
Thinking's a headache - that's why we avoid it
thought reveals truth, and the pain of the facts
thinking's; ache - that's why we avoid it

Well I got things to do
And people got things to say
Said I got work to do
And the people find time to play
Babylon system is stuck in a slow modem
Why yall persisting to fuck with the Promoe when
No rapper that rise against me shall ever prosper
Rhymes written in the bible, revolutionary rasta
Take an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
I tell a lie for a lie and a truth for a truth
I spit a line after line over loop after loop
To make your mind intertwine with brain food at the root
Cus we all gotta eat but I ain't sellin' my soul
Cus man can't live by them belly alone
I'm hard to reach trust no cellular phones
Cus the government agents wanna follow we 'round
Electronic transmittors picked up by satelites
I'm writing rhymes in a room lit up by candle lights
And I'm spittin... in the wind, of changin' times
In the name of unchaining minds
[Chorus]
All of a sudden when you sick
Off all of that government music
Just call and I'll come with that new shit
Just call if you love revolutions
Call on this sub level nuisance
Ball you could bloody well lose it
Come on call if you run with a crew which
Is armed with a gun and a full clip
Pointed at the business give me points and tour support
And creative control or end up in the war report
Us against them David versus Goliath
I'm bustin' at them aim at jerks with cold fire
Old pirates rob I of my songs of freedom
Songs that we've done Promoe comes from Sweden
Needn't no further introduction
In a world of wack music my shit serve as interruptions
Short breaks from a reality that's really unreal
Where record companies want you to sign a dumb deal
Then they're swallowing your following like a bottle in a fridge
They suck you dry and leave your body in a ditch
They steal your golden days then when you're old and grey
They done found new blood to mold and clay
And if you're bold and play make sure you read the terms
A life long contract till you feed the worms
[Chorus]
Yo you can call me on the 1-800 hotline
Listen closely go out and cop mine
Or you the type to drop dimes and call the cops? fine
Bring your glocks, nines ain't nothing can stop mine
Though life is one big road with alot of stop signs
And I carry a big load as long as I rock rhymes
I do not mind, the bullshit: behind
Love will conquer all evil
It's easier for Heavy D to enter through the eye of a needle
Than for the government to be buying my people
Your smile is deceitful, plastic, colgate white
Get it smashed if your flow ain't tight
Now if that happen to me I'd spit blood on the tracks
Till it's cluttered with facts and women cuddle the wax
Love to the max physical and spiritual
Natural, lyrical miracle
[Chorus]
Well I got things to do
And people got things to say
Said I got work to do

I'm here to give a voice to all the blurred faces
the ones who vandalise and disturb neighbours
The ones who go to court and get to legal aid
have no right in society but to keep the evil paid
The ones that are outlawed worse than Reno Raines
and make the average Joe on the street demand cleaner trains
The ones whose history ya'll want to erase
no history's no future, despair in their face
The ones who get beat up by police and toy cops
like my boys got victims of boycotts
you claim they're not political but too me
the whole art form questions private property
A political crime of passion
this one is to my train bombing, train trashing...
Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on
fighting for freedom, writing for freedom
[Chorus:]
I represent the spray paint artist
I can feel your pain and hardships
I know you're workin' the grave yard shift
so you can keep that train yard hit
And though society hate our shit
and love feh build their great star ships
I know as long as your brave heart ticks
It's on your side the creators sits
You're never home sleepin' always out peepin' the yard
you doin' whole cars with no guards
If 5-0 show up do throw ups on po-po's car
you blow up the precinct if they put you behind bars
You're smart, no heart for a system that hates you
you praise true masters like Seen and Phase 2
You amaze crews and do a one man whole train
that'll bring fame to your name like John Coltrane
Disregard cold rain and bad weather you'd better
practice your letters cus you gotta get it better
Yo yo get up get out and do something
you can't sleep cus you wanna become king of bombing
Equipped with bomb ink and the most fat caps
and a walkman with Promoes fat rap
Who can tell you what you can do and can not?
Who can beat you down, smash your face and put on hand cuffs?
Who built the cage and who makes sure you stay in it?
Who can break the law, break your jaw and get away with it?
Who sets up trails when calling you a liar?
Who is out spying preparing train yards with barbed wire?
Who represent the evil with no regret?
Who forget about the people and what punishment we get?
but yo Who is out jumping electric fences?
Who is throwing rocks at hidden camera lenses?
Who is getting raw shitty to get up all city?
who is writing graffiti but never admit that they did it?
Who is discriminated and not told the truth?
Who's affiliated to killers according to the news?
Who goes by the names of Suer, Swob and Jesis
Kaos, Side, Heis, Cake and Obey? Who is on the frontline fighting sodomite?
'ey yo I gotta say peace to my peeps and all of my...
Freedom fighters in the streets...
[Chorus]
To all my freedom fighters let me see them lighters
if you're fed up with security guards who beat up writers
Fed up with seeing your pieces get buffed
police that's corrupt and leaders that bluff
Fed up with a unjust system
we gotta teach our young ones cuss the system
If you're fed up with the gun busts, cuffs and prisons
then let me see you pump pump up your fist son
Listen, you hear the freedom chimes? playin' at the speed of rhyme
tellin' you to free your mind
Graffiti is a freedom crime, beautiful and revolutionary
suitable for revolutionaries
On that road seldom travelled by the multitude
remember this when the cops come to fuck with you...

Chorus1
To get a hit you haffi fit, you haffi fit-it fit-it fit
To get a hit you haffi fit, you haffi fit-it fit-it fit
To hit the charts you gotta smart smart-art smart-art
smart smart
To hit the charts you gotta smart smart-art smart-art
smart smart..
Bridge:
In the morning as i rise put on my tracksuit and
exercise
Me wan'fe fit me wan'fe fit -it fit-it fit fit
Walk on the road me nah trouble no one
Me nah eat no steak, me nah eat no ham
Grandma grew me as a vegetarian, music is my
occupation..
Verse1:
Go inna de field dig some yam
Pick some corn use it make a sham
Schoolpickney come and get it fe nyam
Started to sing oh what a bam bam...
Chorus 2:
Look how me big, look how me strong
Say me must live long
Look how me big, look how me strong
Me a vegeterian (listen the song)
Verse 2:
New day, nottin changed - war on the tv and the front
page
Still killin', poverty same. I don't want no part of
the game
No! stockmarket droppin' again
Businessmen still poppin' champagne
Want your money back?! They're not gonna pay
- Freedom fighters lock'em away
No joke, it's time we focus
Through the bad times work out jump rope it
Feels hopeless, but it ain't over
Till the fat bitch sings, so we gotta choke her
Metaphore - get shit out of your system!
Never pork get shit out my kitchen
Vegetables they all in the mix and
To the chorus y'all better listen!
Chorus 2
Look how me big, look how me strong
Say me must live long (in Babylon)
No animal inna mi pan, no. Me strictly vegan
Chorus 1
Verse 3:
While you pumpin' your breaks I'm runnin' away
No escape, but my hunger is great
Aah, the people lovin' the way
I rub a dub and numbin' the pain
Oh! From Modern day to the Struggle tape
My music overthrow the government
The distance long, resistance strong
Head on with the business it's on
Push up, sit up - What's up, get up
Lot of things that we gotta get rid of
Bust up, live up - Go go, big up!
All my people that's not gonna give up
Everything's connected from your mental health to your
physical
Eat good, work out, each one teach one, send for help
and get busy y'all....
Chorus 2/ Chorus 1
Bridge
Verse 4:
Use my money buy foo dand place
Nah use my money bout me a freebase
Don't want my pants drop off from my waiste
Don't wan feel high like me out of space
No man a come and cut out my throat
Tek my chain and go pop big sport
Him and him gal gon' sniff nuff coke

Verse 1:
It's all bloody, covered in shame/
the slaughterhouse where four number's your name/
I hate this place, the urine, the pain/
they try to clean but can't get ride of the stains/
So full of life, next minute she dead/
I never could figure this blood spillin' in vain/
and they call it my work, yo the give me the blame/
for more than X million a insane killings a day/
with machine's sent straight from hell/
stabbin' your face Norman Bate's motel/
Death traps and kidnaps, cows and pigs that/
lay with open on the floor with big rats/
runnin' around, germs havin' a field day/
Bacterias all over the steelblade/
sprendin' me throught the meat industry/
I'm death I bet you're not pleased to meet me, it's...
Chorus:
Murder/ Suppolín' bloody meat for a fast food world/
(repet)
Verse2:
We keep 'em comin' no time rest, now/
Here's your knife, cut 'em up by the chest, now/
Upside down so the blood run out/
After that clean it out till the guts come out/
Now, there's no end I've been begun at eight/
seventeen days straight I'm always runnin' late/
I'm workin' overtime, but I'm underpaid/
the campany treatin' my like fuckin' slave/
Need to little cash so i can run away/
but the light at the end of tunnel ain't/
visible, I'm too tried got a stomach ache/
Can't concetrate, it must've been sumth'n I ate/
Then he suddenly slipped and he slit his wrist/
Broke his neck in the fall midst the shit and piss/
Thinkin' 'bout his little sis' and the bittre twist:/
now he's dying like campany's sins were his/
While his boss a real Mr. Slick/
dismissed the union that could've ride the risk/
but he had to have peple workin' triple shifts/
Ani't no accident call it what itrealy is, it's...
Chorus:
Murder/ suppolín' sickness in a fast food world/
And is a murder/ supply coruption in a fast food world/
I see murder...
Verse 3:
Steppin' through the golden arches/
where murder is neatly packed and heart rates/
increase with the grease smarin' on my domepice/
Extra chees ! I'm takin' that to go please/
Cloggin' up my artories, part of my wanna leaove/
My apology is simply that time is robbin' me/
Nobody see the commodites is still victims/
So is the one buyin' the shiie from hell's kitchen/
Stunblin' to the ground, pains the abdomin/
paralizin' his body like something sttabin' him/
but the doctor's found nothing wrong when examining
Two days later his wife came home paniking/
Yo, she faund him on the couch with the remote control/
hangin' from his cold hand they just spoke on the
phone/
The autopsy show it was the E. coli/
Bad luck with bad some meat? Nah, it's probably...
Chorus:
Murder/ suppolín' sickness in the fast food world/
I see murder/
supplyin' poisen in the fast food world...
Outtro:
Well, nothin' with the eye, mouth or teeth/
Rasta no eat/
and I'm not jokin'/
Rasta no meel/
Nothin' with the eye, mouth or teeth/
Rasta no eat/
and I'm not jokin'/

Good morning, boys and girls.
It's a new day, what we call the morning after.
Ain't nothing changed, though.
Still the same war, yer' head feelin like it exploded
last night, right.
Verse 1: (Promoe)
All of the people can’t be alright all of the time they
tell me
But some people seem to have a right to have it all
All of my people let’s unite right now
Don’t follow Babylon system because they’re
capitalistic cannibals
I’m callin’ for equal rights and justice just like the
teacher Peter Tosh did
Tryin’ to reach my people in the mush pit at the
festivals
Or at the clubs, the cars, the parks, at homes –
wherever you choose to roam
Promoe on the microphone, don’t care if I’m right or no
I just shoot the foam
Don’t know if it’s night or afternoon, but I know it’s
the morning after soon
And I know I’m gonna pass out soon, too fast too soon,
bring me back the tune
So I can vibe all night like there’s no tomorrow
Come with me on a flight, leave this world so shallow
Piece of the pie, keys of the ride, E’s for the high,
dime piece on the side
That’s what they all want aint’s it, y’all gon’ feel it
morning after, no more laughter
Work in iniquity and we think we are free
Just because we can’t see, the chorus sing it with me!
Chorus: (Promoe & Rantoboko)
Oh yes
- It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
I’m so tired of the world right now
- It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
Never wanna wake up no more
- It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
Just wanna take it easy
- I am with the people when the world unites...
Verse 2: (Timbuktu)
No peace – no justice, they’re restless, don’t need get
busted for questions
Seek and trust in affection, plus keep in touch with
the checks and
People wieldin’ weapons at each other to keep it
covered
And keep it comin’, the power that be just wanna see
the numbers
Would probably eat their mothers, don’t really speak to
others
Just sit back and watch people fall into deeper
slumbers
Of money and materialistic shit
That’s unequally distributed
And the things that we’re willing to risk for it, to
just get a whiff of it
Ride around town in a crispy whip, get a pretty chick
to kiss my lip
I want every day to be like a festival, I wanna kick
back have nothing else to do
But eat cake in the park, drink makers mark, swim
around the pool like a mako shark
But what am I gonna make the bacon off? And I get no
sleep still awake at dawn
All I wanna do is hold my chest out, all you gonna get
is totally stressed out
Howlin like a Wolf, screaming like Jay Hawkins
With nightmares of what their dreams might cost them
Chorus: (Timbuktu & Rantoboko)
Oh yes
- It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
Thinkin’ of when times get better
- It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
Pointin’ my eyes to the sky
- It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
And you know
- I’m chillin’ with my people... when the world unites
Verse 3: (Chords)
All I hear are clocks tickin’, I’m stuck in this hot
kitchen
in the fuckin’ wok sizzin’, watchin’ how the plot
thickens
Watchin’ all these cops friskin’ little kids for
shopliftin’
Tellin’ em to stop, listen! Run and check the job
listings
Nah mister, I don’t work for slave wages
I don’t want my playstation to trade places with a
pacemaker
I just relaxed real cool, sat back looked pass the
rules
You and your pack of fools ruined my afternoon
I swear these motherfuckers got a hold of me,
bloodsuckers controllin’ me
Won’t let go of me, and they throwin’ me to the wall,
but I fall on my own two feet
Could it be cus I’m rollin’ trees and my block smells
like potpourri
With my eyes shot red like the Cyclops in the Odyssey
when I go to sleep
It is cus I don’t hold the grease? Fuck that man I flow
on beats
Fuck the man patrollin’ streets, cuffin’ hands and
holdin heat
I’d rather earn a dollar with a dirty collar
workin’ the early hours for something worth the bother!
Chorus: (Chords & Rantoboko)
Don’t need no 9-5
- It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
Not to know that I’m alive
- It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
See I know that time will fly
- It’s been a had day’s night now it’s a dog day
afternoon
Even if I don’t climb inside, and vibe...

[Chorus]
Yes ayah looptroop messiahs, speakin' to your true desires
Yes ayah the troop sets fire, speakin' to who gets higher
Yes ayah my crew gets tired, of dealin' with these two faced liars
Yes ayah [x4]
[Verse One: Cosmic]
Who's that comin' in wavin' the revolution rag
A brutal cat screamin' where's the solution at
Cos m.i.c. so who is stoppin' me?
I see what I see tell that cop stop mocking me
Don't give a fuck about me, but fortunately
I feel the same about you, so does my crew
With tracks like these get authorities' backs twisted
So now the troop is black listed
Keep your distance cus the more you try
To shut us up, to shut us down the more fire we apply
The more you make us run the more haters we bun
Tired of being second when the rat race is done
Taste this lazer gun, blazin' hot
A fatal shot let you know we ain't afraid of cops
Time for the awakening start listening
Cus when your palace is burning my people sing...
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Promoe]
When I'm feelin' the beat I'm spillin' the beans
I'm givin' the fiends what they really could need
I'm settin' em free from all misery
And all slavery they brought upon them selves
Bought upon the shelves of capitalism
I'm rappin' to piss 'em off and I'm...
Showin' no mercy for mercenaries
Showin' no mercy for dirty Harrys
Some are to thirsty for virgin Marys
And some are too thirsty for bloody marys hey hey
I beg no friends and no pardons
Turn your luxury apartment into a park bench
So the sergeants got their targets on lock on me
Police be clockin' me, and when they're knockin' me
That's all she wrote, but I'm a keep writin'
I'm a keep spittin' in the after life in a
Cypher with Big L, Biggie, Big Pun
Tupac and Freaky Tah and I'm ready fi bun...
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Supreme]
Everything you say can and will be used against you
Everything I say can and will be used against you
Low lifes and police on Babywrong service
Serve the wrong purpose them people gone perverts
Nervous cus we found a way out
Of the business circus they be clowning no doubt
They can frisk and search us but ain't no use
It's David versus Goliath old news
The kings will be victorious it was all written
If they wanna bring warriors it's war we spittin'
They got a thing for quiet crowds with no questions
We got a thing for riot squads, no question
Teach kids: don't believe their words of wisdom
Teach kids: don't believe the world wide system
Teach kids: just because they're white and christian
Hear this: don't mean they're on a righteous mission

Dawn"
Somewhere a new baby’s born/
could there be somewhere a new day be dawned/
Promoe kicks rhymes with an amazing form/
despite the hate and scorn and the crazy norm/
I praise the morn, the light at the end of the tunnel/
the fire burning we got songs in a bundle/
From the Wax cabinet the late night sessions/
workin’ till the sun beams comin’ thrue to bless us/
Restless souls in the freshest mode/
dedicated to makin it hot in a place that’s cold/
So beautiful at the same time poisonous/
put drugs in the food cus they wanna poison us/
So I nyam on no meat land on both feet/
blow kisses to the women of the world you’re so sweet/
Grow seeds planted in fertile soil/
plenty of love and light so the birth ain’t spoiled/
The birth of a baby girl a brave new world/
the birth of a brand new album that straight will burn/
And make you turn away from the run of the mill in this/
new era of musical possibilities/
From the camp that brought you anthems like let me see/
the whole back catalogue from DVSG/
And here’s what people like you had to say about/

[Verse 1]
Promoe! (Who?)
The number one public enemy
With split personality
Yeah, and both rap for anarchy
Keepin my beard long like pops in the '70s
Burnin flags, screamin "fuck the Kennedys"
Many see me as a hoodlum, at best a good bum
Lettin out anger over bass and snare drums
Fuckin up eardrums of those with high income
Holdin king Carl Gustav for ransom
Leavin Madeleine in labor pains while I'm bombin trains
Tryin to bring back the days of '36 in Spain
And y'all claim I'm too negative
Talkin 'bout Sweden's really a nice place to live
Oh, I'm supposed to be satisfied 'cause I got a fatter life
Than my brothers and sisters who die
On the other side of the planet
It's all connected, goddamnit!
If you leave the third world stranded
The first and second will soon be drowned
In the blood, sweat and tears of the people we hold down
Hold up! That's something you will never understand
Fuck that man! I'm tryin to take a stand
You might just laugh but I'm tryin to walk a righteous path
Stumblin though, drunk off of wine made from grapes of wrath
Me, I'm tired of doin the math when nothing adds up
The good's always down, the bad's up
That sucks!
Life's a bitch and then you die
Wrong! Life's a biatch and then you decide
To do something about it
Shit'll only drive you crazy if you allow it (Word)
[Verse 2]
Everyday, I wake up late in the afternoon
Thinkin to myself something gotta happen soon
I'm rackin food at the corner store to make ends meet
Spent my last dime on a hard disk and MPC
Embee, me, Cos.mic, Supreme
Put our cream to make this dream come true
Invest my life in this Looptroop crew
State got me on trial again, this time I'm innocent
But of course I got convicted 'cause they want every cent
If it ain't rent or taxes they charge me a fine
For bein at the wrong place at the wrong time
With a wrong state of mind
The state wants what's mines
But the government is thugs, so I'ma resort to crimes as well
I don't care about jail 'cause all I do all day
Anyway is lift weights and masturbate
Then I try and get it straight
'Cause the voice inside my head be keepin me awake at night
Forcin me to stay up and write
Some dope material so that I might
Turn this negative shit into positive
'Cause something gots ta give
Fuck it! I gots ta live!

[Verse 1: Promoe]
Whether outdoors or indoors, the crowd will in-doors
My show, and end yours, that's natural laws
I get crazy applause, they Buju like Banton
I chant down Babylon it's the countdown.
We're livin' in the last couple of days
That's why I never kick wack rhymes
'cause there ain't no time to waste
No time to fake, no time to chase the papes
Time to get it straight in nineteen ninety hate
That's the number and the mindstate
The only way you fuckin' with my style is if it's rape
But I got the mase and the pepper spray in my purse
After the battle one of us leavin' the hurse
I don't care if it's me but it's probably gonna be you though
But I'm chillin' like Blue Note's played on (?)
I won't get mad if you say you took out Promoe
I just relax and sit back and watch ya nose grow
"Suckas step up.."
"You wanna battle..""..don't even try it"
[Hook: Promoe]
Yo, my style is off the record
But don't turn off the record
Cause then it's off the record
How I'll off you in a second
My style is off the record
But don't turn off the record
Cause than it's off the record
Suckas!
[Verse 2: Promoe]
If I cross you, I will diss you in a rhyme
Take it as a compliment I think you worth the ink, and the time
Who me, Promoe, with the master peal
Don't mess with me though cause I bust rhymes and piss
And fuck with dead emcees like necrophiliacs
But I can't dig 'em they actin' like maniacs
Thinkin' that the Promoe could ever get beaten
That's like a Danish guy gettin' drunk in Sweden
Not very likely cause when I step on stage
I get props from smoke spots to internet homepages
See my show as a sermon on the mouth
Givin' emcees god's word I'm what it's all about
It's about this I'm in crisp on the mic
To me all y'all other clicks sound alike
So fuck you, plus your weak producer
Don't face you, you better face Medusa
I'll turn your weak flesh into solid stone
Spprdekrizzah rock! on the microphone
And it don't stop it goes on and on
Like havin' sex with Erykah Badu till the early morn'
Check it out it don't stop
I keep on till the neighbours call the cops
[Hook: Promoe]
Cause my style's off the record
But don't turn off the record
Cause then it's off the record
How I'll off you in a second
My style's off the record
But don't turn off the record
Cause than it's off the record
Check it
"You wanna battle.."
"Suckas step up.." "..don't even try it"
[Verse 3: Promoe]
Emcees talk a lot of shit I make 'em eat every word of it
I'm from the Looptroop crew I bet you heard of it
And still you wanna face me
Not even the man in the mirror can
Who you? A Swedish kid tryin' to be American
Couldn't take me out if I was the track
You wanna battle then you better bring some caps
Cause I'm takin' all your stash even though I'm drinkin' back
In the soundclash on yo' ass like a rash
Really rational lyrics
Spit like ammo from the lips of P-R-O-M-O
The mindstate, scientists ain't figured yet
Your stock compared to mine, is niggarettes and cigarettes
You illiterate I'm educated
The university of hip-hop you never graduated
I heard some decent emcees right from the top of they heads
But I rhyme from the bottom of my heart, 'nuff said
"Suckas step up.."
"You wanna battle..""..don't even try it"
[Hook repeated til fade: Promoe]
My style is off the record
But don't turn off the record
Cause then it's off the record

I wandered along was pondering on
The following day and the followring song
Verse 1
Meanwhile on the other side of town
On the mean streets some kids ride around
I got home, some ideas jotted down
Turned out the lights, went to sleep not a sound
While they blowin in the wind living but no rules
But the street's, yo they living but no roots
None of us is over given the whole truth
Most of us is just driven on cold fuels
Super leaded and super deaded who- where over
For loot and credit we're shootin' steady
We're heated up in the heat of the moment
Speeded up just to beat his opponent
Grim reaper’s in gym sneakers whith pimp features
But we all got the same teachers
North, south, west or eastside
Meanwhile I dream I kick a freestyle going...
Chorus
Tick tock you don't stop
We got pick pockets corrupt cops
We got petty thieves in baggy jeans
Baggars and bootleggers and angry teens
Politic tick tock you don't stop
We got shots smugglin' crack rock
Conjunction junction what's your function
Constant Consumtion that's your function
Let me tell the world how i wish
There could be something, anyting
In this world for me...
Verse 2
Flippin' motorolas, sippin' Coca-colas
In a sunny resort with chickens on they shoulders
Meanwhile on the rich side of town
Kids got sweet dreams of street dreams
Thanks to gangsta fairytales they smoke dank and
marinate
To music that their parents hate, but they can't relate
To anything that their parent say
It's all hypocrisy and lies, they react with hate
Blowin' in the wind livin' by no rules
Their parents are tired ain't giving 'em no roots
No guidance, they ain't tellin the whole truth
Kids captivated by the mike check 1,2
Chorus
Let me tell the world how i wish
There could be somewhere, anywhere
In this world for me...
Verse 3
Meanwhile, back on my side of town
I wake up tryin to spot what I jotted down
Radio playin' loud with the rugged sound
Interrupted by the news of a kid, and other kids that
shot him down
26 years old just like me
Aspirations and hopes just like me
He was playin' a role just like me
Now his story got told just slightly
Now he's packaged and sold just like me
Well god rest his soul cus this might be
Cynical but he fitted in a rhyme pattern
In a time where rhymes matter more that a life
shattered
Meanwhile, on the other side of the world
Same sun, moon and stars same things occur
Some things better and some things worse
Same people struggle, same visions are blurred
By state supervision or state super prisoner
Private owned, let's break through for shizzle cus
Meanwhile in the penal
Kids locked down for life, thay ain's kickin'
freestyles going..

(Verse 1)
i grew up on some hardcore rap shit battle
spit, back to back - fuck the wack shit
it was all gangsta rap and political black power
once a week i'd tape radio's rap hour
way before i thought about a hidden agenda
i was hatin my white skin and hatin my gender
didn't wanna represent rapists and murderers
the white man's burden is not what you heard it is
it ain't about a mission to christian the heathens
but it's connected to that vision of us as superior
beings
and the world's darkest history
his story is my story it ain't no mystery
why our children seeking chemical relief
infected by our parents' old cynical beliefs
inherited like a genetical disease
somebody help me please man i wanna be released!
(Chorus)
i can't carry the weight i can't bear the burden
my heritage's too heavy for my shoulders
can't burry the hate it bubble up to the surface
and history repeat itself all over
can't carry the weight i can't bear the burden
my heritage's too heavy for my shoulders
i can't bury the hate it bubble up to the surface
now listen...
(Verse 2)
man i grew up in a little ass middle class town
in the middle of nowhere, bitter and so scared
and just like everybody else i was hiding it well
some couldn't keep it inside, well they were either in
jail
or searching for life in the bottles and pills
some tried, then commited suicide when it failed
cus when the black cloud's filling your lungs
you don't need to speak German to know the meaning of
angst
the hate, the blame, the razor blades
the sedatives are your only relatives
we take the blame for the grave mistakes
and we cannot live with our lonely heritage
and you might feel like i ain't grateful thinkin I'm
hitchin
cus i supposedly got it all but my skin is like itchin
and as the bread of sorrow fills my belly
i chew and swallow, but still feel empty cus...
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
as our children growin up in a white supremacy
i ain't waiting for the backlash i fight the legacy
cus it seems like they got another wolf-owitz
for wolf-enson and both of which
are from the wolf pack tuggin at our rear
together with hawks, eagle, dragon and the bear
slightly changed terminology but the same old
philosophy
this time their atrocities in the name of democracy
for the savages that haven't yet squired
the wisdom then i stop - think, who am i in this
system?
it fucks me up when i'm thinkin it through
then i cheer up cus i'm thinkin of you
and if you can love me, i can love me
we can change, we can fight the ugly
and you gave me these... i hear your words
when i speak cus you ease and you share my burden
and i can carry the weight when we share the burden
ain't nothing that's too heavy for my shoulders
we can conquer the hate we bring it up to the surface
and listen to what history done told us
i can carry the weight when we share the burden
ain't nothing that's too heavy for my shoulders
we can conquer the hate we bring it up to the surface

i wake up, look out the window, see three feet of snow
for real, meter's though - yo large, this beat is dope!
get the pen and the pad and start writing a verse like
i know the procedure, like this time ain't the first
but it could be the last, gotta make the most of it
hope my people forgive me, i know i'm so stubborn gotta
quit fuckin around, death could come so sudden make you
hate me some times, but all i want is more loving i
know what you thinkln, but this ain't another last song
call it my first song, livicated to my first horn's
baby mother, ain't no other - one life to live one love
to give, i'm gon' give it on...
up! to my people's revolutionary spirit
turn it up - real life music, lose it when you hear it
bum it up - babylon and sing along with the lyrics
one life, one love to give - i'm gon give it on...
up! to my people's revolutionary spirit
turn it up - real life music, lose it when you hear it
burn it up - babylon and sing along with the lyrics
one life, one love to give...
i look up to another bright day, thinkin that i might
stay if it's ok with the almighty all knowing, all
seeing, all forgiving i hope cus I don't know who's
right - guess it isn't the pope guess it isn't the
point either, what i mean is jesus, do we really need
our leaders? or do they need us, where do they lead us
look at the riches of the world and they won't even
feed us i say enough is enough and man nothing of
nothing is nothing they huffin and puffin - they
bluffin, they pushin the but¬ton i'm rushin their
iunchin and cussin their cousins and uncles and
brothers and mothers and lovers and others and... fuck
it wasting my breath on them iniq¬uity workers when i
need to step from this inner city
circus fitttn perfect in then plan when it's we that
hurt us pressin down when the only way that's really
gonna
work ^^J
chorus
selector lift it up and uplift, we've been stuffed
enough shit to make a sausage feel envious we must quit
we must stop, me must go - to get crops we must sow
good seed, water it, shine a light - it a grow but all
them pesticides is genocides - truths and rights i
write j through, mike booths - step inside render my
heart and not my garment i'm pickin that part - pick me
apart with all your comments i'm beggin no pardons,
kickin back at the apartment watchin, plottin, startin,
chargin... and when the venom it stings all the
gentle¬men kings the pendelum swings back and forth
they pack a sword mightier than my pen to hack us all
to pieces (again:) do we really need our leaders or do
they need us, where do they lead us? i tell you down,
down, down - well time's...
chorus
large made the music at hotel no monkey business (for
no mon¬key business entertainment) and i wrote the
rhymes when i still lived in uppsala - with mad snow
outside the window, i recorded it with vladi pushing
the buttons at soundlsm, even before we started
recording songs for the fort europa album, that makes
it almost two years old now, but it's still "up to the
time"! j schuster played the bass for dlx
entertainment.
i compared the opening lines with the opening lines of
"these walls don't lie" (which was still very new when
i wrote this one), and it seems like there's something
with large's sentimental beats and witting rhymes in
the apartment in uppsala. a whole lotta window peeping,

There's a place that we all know
It's the word where dreamers go
And whether its fulled with colours
Or it's black and white
People go to visit
If it's day or night
A private life the dreamer leads
No guidebook to the world of dreams
And whether it's flled wit horrors
Or it's warm and bright
People go to visit

no one ever said my life wasn't free
or openly declared war on me
but a child's a radar for signals from above
how to get or not get love
they use the ether to bewitch us

Sound that comes from the upstairs room
Is like the sound of my stranded heart
The sound of something alive and afraid
Is like my stranded heart
Helpless bird, beat on in vain
Beat out your life on the windowpane
Remember the sun, remember the light
And the freedom of flight
Afraid of the shadows of the dark world inside
It struggles to be free
Afraid of the snares of the dark world inside
It struggles to be free
Helpless bird, beat on in vain
Beat out your life on the windowpane
Remember the sun, remember the light

As winter bleached the colour from the sun you left the
in-laws
And went to buy the things that I'd put in the pawnshop
window
And you took them home, locked them away
My heart and soul, like china in display
I realised my mistake and hurried to the pawnshop window
But where my things had been there was nothing but a
shadow
And I became yours as you held the key
My heart and soul no longer belong to me
So now I wash the blood out of the uniforms you wear
And stitch and mend your life up wherever there's a tear
I repay the debt, so one day you'll owe me

the road is long and made of sand and grit
the trees loom up against the sky
the turnip moon makes a song of the lake
and all I know is heartache
the night is a tender velvet cloak
lined in mist, edged in starlight
the waters rise and threaten to drown the shore
a boat to cross the water what I long for
animals, darkness and trees

the only cloud I see
is the steam trail from the plane
a number station sings a sub-aquatic refrain
a history of ice rejoins the ocean again
and the girl from sunshine land
now lives in the rain
only the fish can live

As the clocks so solemnly declare it
Strike each single hour down without malice
Nothing lasts long, nothing stays in place
You find you can't recall things as you wanted
And no photographs can hold the image
Nothing lasts long, nothing stays in place
Imperfect archivist, you're only human
Although you wish to savour all that you can
You won't live as long as you think you will
You'll find yourself betrayed by your own body
As what you know to be yourself is murdered
By times progress through each single cell
Hold on to the chances you took
You can only make it if you
Don't let minutes and seconds past you
Don't let times perspective throw you

Suddenly I notice that the brightness of the day
Makes the shadows darker, makes the shadows deeper
As they creep from the corners and a feeling in myself
As if I were weighted down with lead
Somebody's whistling in the winter sunlight
Some old bitter song that makes me want to shiver
All the hours are hanging as if caught on celluloid
Reeling ever closer, coiling ever tighter
As if they conspired to conceal from me
The secret of my gloom
Somebody's whistling in the winter sunlight
Some old bitter song that makes me want to shiver
Somebody's whistling in the winter sunlight
Some old bitter song that makes me want to shiver
Somebody's whistling in the winter sunlight

When the strangest fictions turn out to be the truth
It's the so called storyteller has the burden of the
proof
Every year she throws a party for the man she says had
Took her mind away
They both wear paper hats and there's a jelly shaped like
a rabbit
On a plate
I would not risk killing love
My words would leave a trail of blood
(x2)
She looks for one reason for why she's acting strange
And she blames the seasons for her behaviour change
Tell the one you love the things they want to hear though
you might betray yourself
And keep faith with the family, the scientists, the
chemicals
On your bathroom shelf
I would not risk killing love
My words would leave a trail of blood

Something's gone and something's over
You put the pieces of yourself together
Put them all into a suitcase
Wait for the next man, wait for the next place
You think there?s a better a place for you
Where everything will be brand new
And there you'll find yourself safe again
You won't make the same mistakes again
All your anger and misgivings
Tie your shoes up, polish your mask
But all your anger and misgivings
Makes you tattered round the edges
You think there?s a better a place for you
Where everything will be brand new
And there you'll find yourself safe again
You won't make the same mistakes again
Next time someone comes along
Gets close enough to pull a loose thread
All of you comes crashing down
And there you are back where you started
You think there?s a better a place for you
Where everything will be brand new
And there you'll find yourself safe again

Only the night can touch me and I'll feel it anymore
Only the night can kiss me and I'll feel it anymore
When the night whispers to me, I long for the day
When daylight bleaches my dreams, I long for the night
No one teaches you how to say goodbye
You could react to it as calmly as you would
Watch an aeroplane crossing the blue summer sky
No one teaches you how to say goodbye
No one teaches you how to say goodbye
In my dreams the grave robbers fill their pockets up with
goods
Credit cards, the dead mens numbers, and their watches,
their lost time
When the night whispers to me, I long for the day
When daylight bleaches my dreams, I long for the night
No one teaches you how to say goodbye
You could react to it as calmly as you would
Watch an aeroplane crossing the blue summer sky
No one teaches you how to say goodbye

I hesitate to say what I mean as my mind is full of doubt
I hesitate to say what I mean as I might leave something
Words make remote objects of us
Distant islands in an ocean of sound
Words can make strangers of lovers
Disconnected by meanings they've found
One word can turn your world upside down
Silences can act like a wall
Keep the space round me empty
But silence can sometimes say more
About what things mean for me
Words make remote objects of us
Distant islands in an ocean of sound
Words can make strangers of lovers
Disconnected by meanings they've found

The sky keeps on weeping
The sun is sleeping
Don't wake the moon
The light would show the cracks in her face
The earth on its ancient last legs
Wobbles round the sun
Like a drunk around a lamp post
And I shut my mouth sore from cursing
And my eyes that are tired of seeing
If I could shake off this feeling
Of being guilty for living
Of never doing what others wanted
Of simply being inconvenient
Then suddenly the sun could warm me
To the marrow of my skeleton
My mind could ride the breezes

[Intro:]
Dj tell her dis seh mi nuh ggyyaal (bram) mi love the way yo wine mi love the way yo wiiiiiiiiine a... a... a... a mi nah ease up (mi nah ease up)
[Verse 1:]
Cent... 5 cent... 10 cent... dalla hey gyal mek mi send str8 dagga roots an boots string ten str8 baba any time mi ah ketch mi ah bend str8 blada me don't care if ah gyal wa halla wus mi nuh care if wa gyal wa swalla some man tru deh gyal wa bramma an nuh every gyal wa skalla hey gyal
[Chorus:]
If yo man ah gi yo moderation my girl come ya fu the daggeration me nah wuk it inna moderation my girl come ya fu the daggeration I'm ah itch den nuh badda wait pan girl come ya fu the daggeration cu um ya
(T-time fi gi mi) cu um ya fi the daggaration
[Verse 2:]
Style mi mr. cup an sausa float mi cocky like ah juk on wata miss no flight wen bruk an plasta ah non stap dagga wen mi chuck an massa gyal if yo don't want nuff an bratta don't say the bramma cocky buss an charter gyal me will wuk yo wuk yo mek yo mek yo feel pop down like she yo bruk an pauper gyal wen yo wine mi seh u an me mek mi put mi pop inna yo punnanni me wa get yo fu she oooo! Papi pan the sound back climb nuh too for me and balance quint it gyal mek mi sink it gyal mek yo cum like ah tsunami tump mi ah tump mi ah tump mi ah tump mi tump up yo pussi like ah 2 alli
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Me wa bruk yo rass back gi mi bushi bushi mek mi cut yo grass flak move G-string mek mi buss yo bra strap don't baddi itch gyal buss yo bra strap ya wen yo tick tock yo dick wen yo rock breast giggle up twist yo ass frak she tell mi seh it haat slow dowwwn but ih nah stap gyal
[Outro:]
If yo man ah gi yo moderation my girl come ya fu the daggeration me nah wuk it inna moderation my girl come ya fu the daggeration I'm ah itch den nuh badda wait pan girl come ya fu the daggeration cu um ya
(T-time fi gi mi) cu um ya fi the daggaration tion -tion fi- fi- fi -the daggeration tion tion fi fi fi the daggeration I'm ah itch den nuh badda wait pan my girl come ya fu the daggeration cu um ya

[INTRO:]
Ah my expression, run awaaaay, rest in peace to mi singer craig benice(friend for life)
Mi nah play no damn hypocrite after chune just mekka hit suh just si mi
Click ah lit hey,
[HOOK:]
Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi
Waan do, anything mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah
Guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt you
Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do, anything
Mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah guh haunt yuh
Know it ah g-g-g-g-guh haunt yuh hey
[VERSE 1:]
Big target when dem wrong(jah)! kind man ah send dem pon(suh)
Radio man mi see ah only bust dem friend dem song
Ah laugh and spend dem grand, know this ah offend dem hand flow
Wha dem si youth ah try and dem waan extend dem hand
And this ah just di truth(yeah!) mi feelings must nuh brood
Some producer bwoy mi still seh dem nuh waan nuh bust nuh youth
Dem waan send us guh loot, rap and kill fi bust guh shoot
Di faith him waan fi hold it is ah mostly you, who waan vex
Waan vex mi nuh taste dem lead, dem waan stop mi career themself
Di year when dem ah pree mi fi sess but dem never waan pay credit
Till ah is ah your son dead and, mi nuh care if dem waan fi ban
It some selector deh pon it(money) yuh haffi on it(damn it)
[HOOK:]
Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do
Anything mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah
Guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh
Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do, anything
Mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah guh haunt yuh
Know it ah g-g-g-g-guh haunt yuh boom bomma
[VERSE 2:]
Turn dung mi just ah talk my mind, mi nuh business if dem vex
Mi ah guh talk my rhyme, if dem try fi touch a button mi ah
Claat my nine and mi know inna mi heart baby, fi ask di
Gova... MENT! serious di song nuh done ya so, how come so much
Gun ya so and we nuh bring nuh gun ya so, mi haffi ask, if dem
See it as fun ya so, when dem si wi dying on di ground ya so dead
I judgement like how sizzla dem feel, dem nuh know di pressure
Weh prisoners dem feel, ah fire man ah fling at dem heel
When don come and ah hype and ah rejoice in dem zeal yow
Tie down this ya freedom of speech, every gun mek mi seh we done
Have each, mi nah tek back mi tall with di tec glock mi war
Mi even strap with fi him gun and bleach
[OUTRO:]
Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do
Anything mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah
Guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh
Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do, anything
Mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah guh haunt yuh
Know it ah g-g-g-g-guh haunt yuh
Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do
Anything mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah
Guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh
Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do, anything
Mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah guh haunt yuh

[Intro:]
Turn mi up inna di headphones dog,
I'm a do it like it's never been done before,
Bramma.
Stephen tell mi sey my time now,
Caw mi patiently wait inna di line yo.
As sure as the sun goes down,
I'm gonna get what's mine.
Yeaa
[Chorus:]
We nuh tek talk caw mi head hot, nooo
Money weh we want dat we get back.
Tell some bwoy we nah look back,
My madda nah go hungry, full stop.
[Verse 1:]
Yeah yuh know di Bomber care not,
Some bwoy a call we name,
But evil we nuh fear not.
Dem want mi madda cry
Want she wear black.
Nanny nah go shed a single tear drop
Hear what, G.
Wha di whole of dem a try?
Sey dem a yuh fren an' cyann look inna yuh eye
Big Ship yuh know sey
Inna di top we ago fly,
One day we mus touch di sky,
Hear why.
[Chorus: x2]
We nuh tek talk caw mi head hot, nooo
Money weh we want dat we get back.
Tell some bwoy we nah look back,
My madda nah go hungry, full stop.
[Hook: x2]
Ehhh Ehhh Ehh
A di song dis,
Ehh Ehh Ehhh Ehhh
A di song dis,
Ehh Ehh Ehhh
Bramma bomb dis,
Ehhh Ehh Ehh Ehh
Numba one dis
[Verse 2:]
Memba months pon months
July pon June,
Mi wid mi madda grow up inna one room,
Mi nutten cyaan consume
Twelve meet twelve
And mi nuh nyaam from noon.
Dem sey mi wouldn't buss
Like iron balloon.
Wah dem ago do fi stop man from bloom?
I'm a tek it to the star and moon
Yuh cyaan tek man fi baboon.
[Chorus: x2]
We nuh tek talk caw mi head hot, nooo
Money weh we want dat we get back.
Tell some bwoy we nah look back,
My madda nah go hungry, full stop.
[Refrain:]
Ehhh Ehh Ehhh
Yuh know is di Bramma
Bomb dem up,
Yuh know how di ting go,
Is just one of dem real vibe deh,
Yuh zimmi G.
We nuh have nutten inna nuh closet,
We a talk everyting,
Ship, Bramma, sailing.
[Chorus: x2]
We nuh tek talk caw mi head hot, nooo
Money weh we want dat we get back.
Tell some bwoy we nah look back,

[Intro:]
Yo, yuh see dah bwoy deh name Bramma
Man a go fi dat bwoy deh,
A dat man a tell yuh.
[Verse 1:]
A nuh now dem hate mi long time,
Mi nuh know Genius,
Wha happen to mankind?
Have fi dem own,
Nuh waan mi have mine,
Mek mi tell yuh one time.
[Chorus:]
Cause we nuh trus people
Ah nuff of dem a study evil,
Dem waan kill mi thru mi vehicle
Well dem a go get a beaten.
Mi sey we nuh trus people,
Caw ah nuff of dem a study evil,
Dem waan kill mi thru mi vehicle
Well dem a go get a beaten.
[Verse 2:]
Di boy dem grudge mi fi di tings weh me got,
Come a send dem threat an mussi think mi fogot.
Some boy weh tough up, a sey dem have di city lock.
Try to ketch mi at mi gate an neva know mi city lock.
Pon mi face is like dem waan fi see mi drop.
Is like dem neva memba sey di Fada have mi back,
From Brook Valley straight back to Sherlock,
Mi jus Psalm 23rd dat.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Eh Stephen,
When mi check and see how di boy dem operate,
Is like out of mi place dem waan fi mi evacuate.
Certain tings some boy nuh know sey a dat mi haffi stake.
Dem a bleach pon mi, a like dem all show up pon mi gate.
But yuh know di Bomb is not a bait,
Can defend my own, big up Oneil weh mi did rate.
When mi park mi car, mi cover up mi license plate,
Step out look left, right and straight.
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]

[INTRO & CHORUS:]
Dem caan dis maxfield, run awaaaaaay(run), dem know it's di braama
And di teacha fi life mi nuh guh weh and come back with nine when
Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm, teacha
Mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
Dem dead, mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead
[VERSE 1:]
When mi ah squeeze bwoy dead and gone, get lead and gone dem get embalm
Di bwoy dem ah sleep inna bed and armed, suh mi kick off di door
Kill tek and gone, skin get burn like weh dem from, wi nuh
Fling stone like fred and bomm, maxfield gun dem with bwoy lay down
Flat like grass yuh spray pon lawn, limp come ah war and dem ah gwaan
Like dem ah fighter, I detest dem and mi bun dem with ah lighter
Then mi swing di six pants to sight like typewriter, braaama
Weh yuh ah bust, bomma! ah betta than ant nest thing, guh fi my
Own on a conference thing, bwoy head left pon di damn fencing, di six
Pants ah nuh pants length thing, ah finger strength it, ah nuh arms
Wrestling, by my side ready constantly when ah wi guh bust it cah mi
Fans dem few, wi mek dem in stony rock weh di bomb dem fling
[CHORUS:]
When Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm
Teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
Dem dead, mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead
[VERSE 2:]
Guh fi my own mi nuh business with war come gwaan like dem caan bleed
Dem si mi AK-matic and beg, and ah look dem caan read, kartel done
Write up it inna bwoy chest, we just seize yuh piece, inna longshot squeeze
Dat I sample it(twitch dead) bwoy caan breathe, mi have mi gun inna hand
With extra clip on mi waist, copper mi gi pon a haste, blood haffi drip
And a waste, dem just ah lip and a trace dem just ah bitch and ah waste
(strappa)ah kick inna face, bomma! bust my gun bwoy lie down flat
Mi nuh bruce lee mi nuh fight combat, mi nuh jet li mi nuh try numchuk
When this clap all di sky turn black, tru bwoy mek man ah fly gun
Charter, hotta than when 'sylum pack, god man ah beat like skydrum
Track kartel I enter who fa dat
[CHORUS:]
My loan, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm teacha mek ah step up
Inna bwoy zone, 'quint and beg and bawl peace, boom boom boom wi ah
Squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead, mi beeeat him
Mac eleven blood ah run inna da street, crowd ah draw pon di cover unda
Sheet(don't diss braama) you shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi
Ah squeeze dem dead, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead
[VERSE 1 REPEAT:]
When mi ah squeeze bwoy dead and gone, get lead and gone dem get embalm
Di bwoy dem ah sleep inna bed and armed, suh mi kick off di door
Kill tek and gone, skin get burn like weh dem from, wi nuh
Fling stone like fred and bomm, maxfield gun dem with bwoy lay down
Flat like grass yuh spray pon lawn, limp come ah war and dem ah gwaan
Like dem ah fighter, I detest dem and mi bun dem with ah lighter
Then mi swing di six pants to sight like typewriter, braaama
Weh yuh ah bust, bomma! ah betta than ant nest thing, guh fi my
Own on a conference thing, bwoy head left pon di damn fencing, di six
Pants ah nuh pants length thing, ah finger strength it, ah nuh arms
Wrestling, by my side ready constantly when ah wi guh bust it cah mi
Fans dem few, wi mek dem in stony rock weh di bomb dem fling
[OUTRO:]
When Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm
Teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
Dem dead mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead, when Mi guh fi my own mi ah put
Shot up inna bwoy door arm, teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone
'quint and beg and bawl peace, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead








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