Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Firepower (The Tables Have to Turn) (Feat. Capleton), artist - Dilated Peoples. Album song 20/20, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Firepower (The Tables Have to Turn) (Feat. Capleton) |
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 |