| Guide me thru these roads
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| Some different life you see it
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| Guide me thru these roads
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| Plead my cause
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| Walk with me
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| Fight against those who fight against me
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| Mama tell me the race is not for the swift
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| But who can endure it
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| And you can’t tell me nothing bout hard life
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| Cause who feels it knows it
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| Yeah me member the days and the nights dem
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| When nothing couldn’t go pan the plates dem
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| Mama cry all fi months and days
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| A wonder if I coulda bare the struggle some face
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| So my life a nuh sumtin fi you play with
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| Cause when you dead you can’t come
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| A nuff a me frend dem nuh deh yah tru the same ting
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| Who nuh deh a prison get gun shot
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| And a nuff time me pree back me life and me ask father God
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| Guide me thru the ruff track
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| Cause the harder the battle a the sweeter the victory
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| Nuff a dem wah me gone ina Dovecott
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| So me a beg you Jah
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| Guide me thru these roads it hard
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| Wether you rich or you poor is a coffin you get
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| When you gone
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| Jah me got too much a depend pon me now
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| Me haffi move on
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| Me can’t turn the other cheek
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| Man a come from far
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| A just life so it set pon a basic
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| Mama never work so she couldn’t get a payslip
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| Nuff say we nah come out to nuttin in a life
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| Nuff tell me nah make it
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| Can’t tell you bout clothes
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| Cah me never have a favorite
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| And anything me get man haffi wear it
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| Now man a rise nuff see the energy and drain it
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| Get the oppertunity so me nah go waste it
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| So my life a nuh sumtin fi you play with
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| Cause when you dead you can’t come
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| A nuff a me frend dem nuh deh yah tru the same ting
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| Who nuh deh a prison get gun shot
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| So me a beg you Jah
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| Guide me thru these roads it hard
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| Wether you rich or you poor is a coffin you get
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| When you gone
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| Jah me got too much a depend pon me now
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| Me haffi move on
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| Me can’t turn the other cheek
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| Man a come from far
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| Mama tell me the race is not for the swift
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| But who can endure it
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| And you can’t tell me nothing bout hard life
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| Cause who feels it knows it
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| Yeah me member the days and the nights dem
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| When nothing couldn’t go pan the plates dem
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| Mama cry all fi months and days
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| A wonder if I coulda bare the struggle some face
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| So my life a nuh sumtin fi you play with
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| Cause when you dead you can’t come
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| A nuff a me frend dem nuh deh yah tru the same ting
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| Who nuh deh a prison get gun shot
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| And a nuff time me pree back me life and me ask father God
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| Guide me thru the ruff track
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| Cause the harder the battle a the sweeter the victory
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| Nuff a dem wah me gone ina Dovecott
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| Plee my cause
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| Walk with me
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| Fight against those who fight against me |