| Ain’t it your foolish heart which rules your hand
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| Ain’t it a greedy thought to cheat a friend
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| Ain’t it your silent wish to be the king
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| Ain’t it a weak king who’s killing for money and things?
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| Tell me man where is your knowledge (you'll never see smoke without fire)
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| Tell me man where are you gone (gone and gone)
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| Sell your soul but when you wake up (wake up wake up)
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| You’ll receive a bag of scorn
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| You are caught in a ghetto caught in a ghetto
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| Caught in a ghetto of your own
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| So you fall in the pit, woe
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| Fall in the pit, woe
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| You’ve been digging for all the souls
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| And in these hard times of trouble
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| You will be far way from their side
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| And when they call the offender
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| There is a day which you deny
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| Oh man you got that money
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| And greedy dogs won’t ever bite
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| Judge I see that honey
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| You vow as easy as you lie
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| Look into your heart if you really build a cornerstone
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| Fighting their religion man you’re eating flesh and bone
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| Who’s killing for the righteous
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| He will never earn the throne
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| Sitting in a ghetto, in a ghetto of your own, bless!
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| We’re all depending on fire Jah love and crystal waters
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| This is how we express the present to all the sons and daughters
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| Life ain’t no prison but still the civilized is the privileged
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| Somebody save me and lead me to the bridge and
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| History is painting
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| A bloody vision on your flag
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| But your boat isn’t shaking
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| You’re swearing you obey your God
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| Man don’t you know that looks are deceiving
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| And tomorrow never dies
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| No never dies |