Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Buffalo Soldier, artist - Matisyahu. Album song Spark Seeker, in the genre РеггиDate of issue: 28.02.2013
Record label: Fallen Sparks
Song language: English
Buffalo Soldier |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning down the block |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning down the block |
| Don’t judge a book by the cover |
| Every single being in this world is your brother |
| When I lost my fun, the page and uncover |
| Ancient words that teach me to love ya |
| So we burn to return to the mother |
| And we yearn to unlearn all they told ya about yourself |
| Who you are, what you should be |
| I’m gonna be free leave it up to me |
| Shouts through the sky, look out through the night, feel alright |
| Stars burn bright, highlight the moonlight, you’ll be alright |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| Used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| Used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| Used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| This is the medicine, I’m out like the bedouin |
| This knife I’m burying and this life I’m treasuring |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I went running away to the cave |
| Went in a slave and came out all flames |
| I went running away for the hills |
| Back to my roots and I’m running still |
| But now I’m running to face my dreams |
| Found my place and what it means |
| Find yourself and no one else |
| You have to leave it up to me, leave it up to me |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| This is the medicine, I’m out like the bedouin |
| With this knife I’m buryin, this life I’m treasuring |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning down the block |
| Bra, I shot the sheriff, the DA, and the deputy |
| Sorry Al Sharpton I don’t need you to lecture me |
| Maybe I’ll stop talking about guns |
| When you talk about the funds that they cut for the youth |
| Let’s cut to the truth, ain’t enough for the youth |
| So tell me how you judge me til you’re stuck in the shoes, man! |
| Where the Congressmen, where all the Senators? |
| They’re thinking about their green, not the color of the President? |
| This is just a relevance, survival is the sentiment |
| Narcotics is the only way you know that I’m a measure it! |
| They say that we are in a post Obama era |
| Well exactly what that mean? |
| you needn’t make it clearer |
| Does it mean that the rich are gonna finally start to share up |
| Reproportion the wealth and make things fairer |
| Asking God «why do poor people suffer» but now I’m such a hypocrite, the |
| Rolls Royce mufflers |
| In the gulus nobody never loved us |
| I am just the result of pain and hunger! |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| Buffalo soldier, no I’m not a rasta |
| I used to be a mobster burning up the block |
| This is the medicine, I’m out like the bedouin |
| With this knife I’m buryin, this life I’m treasuring |