| We can once seek Rasta with Peace
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| Corner, corner these are these
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| Harder, harder these are these
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| Ooh! |
| That door ooh! |
| Jah talk
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| Each and every day time is getting harder
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| Each and every day time is getting harder
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| They can’t get no food to eat
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| Can’t get no clothes to wear
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| Nowhere to lay their weary head
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| They go to bed with once and they wake up with give me
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| Working man want this, working man want that
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| Lazy man him want it just the same
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| We got to make effort, to get a one necessities, Lord
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| You forward to the market
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| To make a small purchase
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| Every item rise up sky high
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| The longer you live the more you got to pay, Lord
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| Can’t get no food to eat
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| Can’t get no clothes to wear
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| Nowhere to lay their weary head
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| Go to bed with once and they wake up with give me
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| People are dying, little babies are crying
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| There care is no sympathy
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| So think about the greedy
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| They leave nothing for the needy
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| What about taxation, caught up in creation
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| You call for it then, you’ll surely get it
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| Be careful what you are praying for
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| Each and every day time is getting harder, Lord
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| Each and every day time is getting harder
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| Some of them holla, some a bawl
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| Dirty clothes they wear
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| Dirty clothes is the system
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| No money in some pocket
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| Some depend on girlfriends
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| Some depend on boyfriends. |