Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Firepower (The Tables Have to Turn), artist - Dilated Peoples. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Firepower (The Tables Have to Turn) |
| King Shango and Rakaa getting hotta/ |
| Getting in tacka/ Now the whole place locka/ |
| Fya man seh bun dem, bun dem/ Mek wi bun dem, |
| un dem/ Killing out di daughters and di son dem, |
| dun dem/ Blaze up di fya mek it bun dem/ Bun out dem |
| bombs and dem bullets and dem gun dem |
| The fire starts with a spark/ Then a shift up in the mind/ People scared to be themselves/ Seem happy |
| to live a lie/ Give thanks for collie weed/ Never ever |
| sniff a line/ Conquering Lion/ 225th in line/ If we say |
| we’re «Pro-War"/ Only in the fight for peace/ Man, that |
| means no war/ Think the price of life is cheap?/ But |
| we’re saying «No More"/ Righteous recognize the beast/ |
| Fireman’ll baptize/ Burn 'em the light and heat/ Forward |
| to the power in a phrase like/ «Acts Of God"/ Prophet |
| said he saw the flood waters rise/ And the flow was hard/ |
| I was really shocked to see/ The truth was exposed as hard/ |
| While the media was focused/ On the words by Kanye/ What |
| was it I just heard the President’s Mom say?/ People here |
| are frustrated/ Still got a long way/ Fed up but remember/ |
| Self Destruction is the wrong way |
| Too much ratat…/ Keep it pon lock if you’re gonna use one/ |
| (Remember that)/ Ratat…/ Strictly self defense or for |
| revolution/ (Remember that) |
| (Capleton) |
| They think I’m crazy/ But di tables have to turn/ They |
| think I’m crazy/ But di fya have to burn/ They think |
| I’m crazy/ But di children have to learn/ They think |
| I’m crazy/ Wow, wow, oh Rakaa tell dem seh fi bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, |
| bun dem, bun dem/ If dem kill di daughters and di son dem, |
| bun dem/ Bun dem out dem bullet and and dem bomb and dem |
| gun dem/ Wah mi seh fi bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, |
| bun dem, bun dem/ Serious mi serious ain’t makin no fun |
| then/ Weh mi seh fi bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, |
| bun dem, bun dem/ Listen to di words weh a come off a mi tongue/ Rakaa tell mi seh |
| It’s Dilated with the Prophet/ Capleton the Fireman/ |
| Visions of the future’s clear/ Reign Of Fire in his hand/ |
| Crown Prince Rakaa/ Preacher’s son with a higher plan/ |
| Coconut and carrot chalice/ Looking for the kaya man/ |
| Babylon is vexed with us/ They should read Exodus/ Moses |
| and the burning bush/ Incense in Leviticus/ Lamb’s Bread |
| sacrament/ Check out 1st Corinthians/ Shipped of to America/ All through the Caribbean/ No it’s not an accident/ Gangbangin and the dope/ Guns and crack are |
| lynching youth/ Swinging from a hangman’s rope/ Addicts |
| wanna shoot up/ Pop pills/ Wanna drink and toke/ |
| Automatics spit hot/ You can still se the smoke |
| Too much ratat…/ Keep it pon lock if you’re gonna use one/ |
| (Remember that)/ Ratat…/ Strictly self defense or for |
| revolution/ (Remember that) |
| Well bingyman wi haffi mek a decision/ Caan mek dem |
| distract wi from Jah Jah mission/ Dem a worry bout mi sight |
| and ask bout mi vision/ Dem want to know weh certain things |
| it derive from/ From di injustice and di manipultation/ |
| Death without dignity and exploitation/ So mi go, go ask di wicked man/ Weh dem dem pan/ Why dem haffi build so much |
| evilous weapon/ So mi go, go ask di wicked man/ Why dem |
| haffi build so much evilous weapon |
| Chorus |
| Outro |