Album: "Mind vs. Heart" (2013)
Day after day, month after month.
Year after year, decades after decades.
Humanity keep falling inthe same mistakes,
dem no really overstand what it takes.
It’s like dem driving without lights and brakes,
too much generations feel the same old pains.
Same old madness taking too much brains,
brand new feet wearing the same old chains.
Time, time, time after time,
still people suffer with no nickel nor dime.
Blood still a run fe dem war and crime,
brand new song for an old time rhyme.
One more time, time, time after time,
brand new leaders for the same old lies.
Blood still a run fe dem war and crime,
brand new song for an old time rhyme.
It’s easier for a flash to hit twice the same spot,
than for a man to learn the lesson at the end of the plot.
So many bakkles we fought, things never a change,
nor the common thought.
And so we see continually history repeating, like the past,
now the same treatment we receiving.
Too much entertainment, people still not thinking,
from the bottomless pit ignorance dem drinkin.
Time, time, time after time, …
Different time and story, spirit is the same.
First dem give you glory, then forget your name.
Some a dem just waste time just fe get some fame,
other people have no dreams ca dem outta de game.
Some a dem too fat and dem cyaan stand up,
other cyann survive ca dem eat no soup.
When a election time come and lies told again,
majority believes and we go more dung the drain.
Year after year, decades after decades.
Humanity keep falling inthe same mistakes,
dem no really overstand what it takes.
It’s like dem driving without lights and brakes,
too much generations feel the same old pains.
Same old madness taking too much brains,
brand new feet wearing the same old chains.
Time, time, time after time,
still people suffer with no nickel nor dime.
Blood still a run fe dem war and crime,
brand new song for an old time rhyme.
One more time, time, time after time,
brand new leaders for the same old lies.
Blood still a run fe dem war and crime,
brand new song for an old time rhyme.
It’s easier for a flash to hit twice the same spot,
than for a man to learn the lesson at the end of the plot.
So many bakkles we fought, things never a change,
nor the common thought.
And so we see continually history repeating, like the past,
now the same treatment we receiving.
Too much entertainment, people still not thinking,
from the bottomless pit ignorance dem drinkin.
Time, time, time after time, …
Different time and story, spirit is the same.
First dem give you glory, then forget your name.
Some a dem just waste time just fe get some fame,
other people have no dreams ca dem outta de game.
Some a dem too fat and dem cyaan stand up,
other cyann survive ca dem eat no soup.
When a election time come and lies told again,
majority believes and we go more dung the drain.
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