Lyrics Brave Ones - Ky-Mani Marley

Brave Ones

Na na nan na na
Mi tired, mi tired yeah
Na na na na na
Tired of di sufferation (tired of di sufferation)
Woooohhhh, wooohhh (wooohhh)
Fed up of di bodderation (fed up of di bodderation)
Wooooyyyyyy oyyy
We need to make a stop
Beg yuh some clearance
Why dem a judge mi fi mi Rasta appearance
Nooo
Dem a seh dem nuh have nuh vacancy
And a seh dem have go call mi fi wait and see
Selassie sons, we are di brave ones
We nah have nuh time fi go mingle with pagans
Trod di right road even if a poverty
Try hold on in this world of calamity
Well even though we work so hard (so hard) still nuh get no pay
Di thunda rainstorm and mamma boardhouse blow away
You a weh dem did deh when ghetto youth a try mantain
A gully life and try to find a way to cure di pain
A so much people suffa mi nobody to tek the blame
Dem woulda love to leave mi on the ground, fi bun up inna flame
But it nah go get nuh chance fi see mi snort up nuh cocaine
Yuh mussi mad yuh must be crazy I will say it
We need to make a stop
Beg yuh some clearance
Why dem a judge mi fi mi Rasta appearance
Nooo
Dem a seh dem nuh have nuh vacancy
And a seh dem have go call mi fi wait and see
Selassie sons, we are di brave ones
We nah have nuh time fi go mingle with pagans
Trod di right road even if a poverty
Try hold on in this world of calamity
Mussi through dem see di locks pon mi head
Dem think I’m not intelligent but I’m here, to show dem what is evident
Dem betta know I’m not a weed fans
And when mi touch di road Jah is my defence
So be real and dont pretend
And in the righteous book that was written
So call on Jah Jah who made this
He will embraces
Negative people wi dont need them
We need to make a stop
Beg yuh some clearance
Why dem a judge mi fi mi Rasta appearance
Nooo
Dem a seh dem nuh have nuh vacancy
And a seh dem have go call mi fi wait and see
Selassie sons, we are di brave ones
We nah have nuh time fi go mingle with pagans
Trod di right road even if a poverty
Try hold on in this world of calamity
Hey
And you dont have to judge mi
Cause we all Jah Jah children
And if you break this hungry
Dont need it all
Take some and givin
We need to make a stop
Beg yuh some clearance
Why dem a judge mi fi mi Rasta appearance
Nooo
Dem a seh dem nuh have nuh vacancy
And a seh dem have go call mi fi wait and see
Selassie sons, we are di brave ones
We nah have nuh time fi go mingle with pagans
Trod di right road even if a poverty
Try hold on in this world of calamity