| Intro Just organize and centralize my people
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| Because Babylon have…
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| Instilled malicious and grudged upon my people, yuh know
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| Yuh see the dutty lifestyle… the Rastaman ah bu’n it!!!
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| Verse ! |
| There’s nothing in them system
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| Of which they create all around, ey
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| They criticize their own Idren
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| Yet they would catch at a straw if they were to drown, ey!
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| They not didifferent from those
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| Scribes and Pharisees who come around, ey!
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| They lurks in the corners
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| Skylarks in the streets, flirt in the towns
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| They never do positive
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| They find a joy making people business their own, ey
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| Dance ah yard before yuh dance abroad
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| The High Priest tell yuh dat and you dey frown
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| Chorus Galong^, go get good ways, true grace
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| Haffi purge fi pass Zion Gate
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| You haffi have good ways--it give you long days
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| Nah take no bribe from not a screw-face
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| Go get good ways, good grace
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| Purge fi pass Zion Gate
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| You haffi have some good ways--it give you long days
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| Aw! |
| what do you say? |
| ah tell yuh now
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| Verse 2 They await your downfall
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| Fi go labba and talk--yow!
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| Well dey greater joy ah commission
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| Yuh haffi go have ah knock he jawbone fi laugh, aayy!
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| When Babylon city ah go down
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| Propaganda whey they spread becomes a dagger to them heart, ey!
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| Think say them have a secret
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| The baby reveal it, say them ah wok witchcraft, ow!
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| Say dem better, so them ah close in
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| Contempt the youth them whey they pass
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| Every man ia equal
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| Rastafari say trod not on the ungodly path
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| Chorus Galong, go get good ways, long days
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| Purge fi pass Zion Gate
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| What about your good ways?--it give yuh length of days
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| Yow, yow yuh taste
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| So yuh medicine they taste
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| Yeah, wha', wha' !
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| Verse 3 Ey! |
| once them know
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| Ah chat 'bout them this, them that
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| Who slick from who flop, ey!
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| Them say mash through bush
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| And anything else whey fi come
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| Ah mus' be rubbish and trash--oy!
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| Every day ah dat them practice
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| The same ting, them never yet know when fi stop
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| Full up ah bad mind!
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| Then ah wah make yuh want fi see yuh brother drown
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| Chorus Go and have some good ways, true grace
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| Purge before yuh pass Zion Gate
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| Go and have some good ways--it give you long days
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| Oh! |
| now them taste
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| So they medicine they taste
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| Good ways, long days
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| Nah let go King Selassie through no screw-face
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| Good ways--it give yuh length of days
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| Nah take no bribe from no screw-face
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| Just have some good ways--it give yuh length of days
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| Aw! |
| this ah one ah true faith
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| Ah tell yuh now
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| Verse 1 There’s nothing in the system
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| Repeated That they have create around
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| Oh! |
| they criticize their own high-trine^
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| Yet they would cyah touch a straw if they were to drown
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| Don’t you see they’re not much different
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| From the Scribes and the Pharisees who come around, yow
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| They lurks in the corners
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| Skylarks in the streets… |