Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Till I'm 'Laid To Rest, artist - Buju Banton. Date of issue: 08.02.2018
Song language: English
Till I'm 'Laid To Rest |
| '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’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, yes |
| 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 come 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 |
| Organize and centralize come as one |
| Our seeds shall be so many more than sand |
| Some new and replenish pure and clean heart |
| For too long we’ve been under this band |
| Some a save a bag a riches, yet they die empty hand |
| Go on saying I’m stupid and laugh all you can |
| Easier for a camel to go through a needle eye |
| Than a rich man to enter a Zion |
| Take it from I man |
| So |
| '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’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 |