| 'Til I’m laid to rest, yes
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| Always be depressed
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| There’s no life in the West
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| I know the East is the best
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| All the propaganda they spread
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| Tongues will have to confess
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| I’m in bondage living is a mess
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| I’ve got to rise up alleviate the stress
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| No longer will I expose my weakness
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| He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness
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| Work 7 to 7 but I’m still penniless
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| All the food upon my table Massa God bless
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| Holler for the needy and shelter less
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| Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess
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| 'Til I’m laid to rest, yes
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| Always be depressed
|
| There’s no life in the West
|
| I know the East is the best, yes
|
| Propaganda they spread
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| Tongues will have to confess
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| What coube so bad about the East, everybody wants a piece
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| Africa for Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak
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| Unification outnumbers defeat
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| What a day when we walk down Redemption Street
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| Banner on heads Bible inna we hands
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| One and all lets trod the promised land
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| Buju go down a Congo stopped in Shashamane Land
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| The city of Harare where Selassie come from
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| In Addis Ababa then Batswana
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| Left Kenya end up in Ghana
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| Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold
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| Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold
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| 'Til I’m laid to rest, yes
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| Always be depressed
|
| There’s no life in the West
|
| I know the East is the best
|
| All the propaganda they spread
|
| Tongues will have to confess
|
| Organize and centralize come as one
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| Our seeds shall be so many more than sand
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| Some new and replenish pure and clean heart
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| For too long we’ve been under this band
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| Some a save a bag a riches, yet they die empty hand
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| Go on saying I’m stupid and laugh all you can
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| Easier for a camel to go through a needle eye
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| Than a rich man to enter a Zion
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| Take it from I man
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| So
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| 'Til I’m laid to rest, yes
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| Always be depressed
|
| There’s no life in the West
|
| I know the East is the best
|
| All the propaganda they spread
|
| Tongues will have to confess
|
| I’m in bondage living is a mess
|
| I’ve got to rise up alleviate the stress
|
| No longer will I expose my weakness
|
| He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness
|
| Work 7 to 7 but I’m still penniless
|
| All the food upon my table Massa God bless
|
| Holler for the needy and shelter less
|
| Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess
|
| 'Til I’m laid to rest, yes
|
| Always be depressed
|
| There’s no life in the West
|
| I know the East is the best
|
| All the propaganda they spread
|
| Tongues will have to confess
|
| What coube so bad about the East, everybody wants a piece
|
| Africa for Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak
|
| Unification outnumbers defeat
|
| What a day when we walk down Redemption Street
|
| Banner on heads Bible inna we hands
|
| One and all lets trod the promised land
|
| Buju go down a Congo stopped in Shashamane Land
|
| The city of Harare where Selassie com from
|
| In Addis Ababa then Batswana
|
| Left Kenya end up in Ghana
|
| Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold
|
| Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold
|
| 'Til I’m laid to rest, yes
|
| Always be depressed
|
| There’s no life in the West
|
| I know the East is the best
|
| All the propaganda they spread
|
| Tongues will have to confess
|
| I’ve got nice centralize come as one |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Till I'm Laid To Rest, artist - Buju Banton. Album song Penthouse Culture Center, Vol . 1, in the genre Регги