Текст песни Dead Prez f Bilal, Jorge Ben Jor, Positi - shuffering and shmiling
Dead Prez f Bilal, Jorge Ben Jor, Positi - shuffering and shmiling слова песни
[Jorge Ben Jor] (scat singing)[stic.man](to the ancestors)can`t keep quietthis time gon` be more than a riot (to the warriors)can`t keep quietthis time gon` be more than a riot (to those who came before us)can`t keep quietthis time gon` be more than a riot (long lived the revolution)can`t keep quietthis time gon` be more than a riot[stic.man]religion is like prisonkeep the people locked up in different divisionssome of them promise you heavenbut I see a whole lot of bullshit ism-scismimperialism in the form of spiritualityslave mentality, escape realitywhat we supposed to just suffer and smile and be content?sendin our prayers to the clouds? (stic.man - uhn uh)i want my heaven now, freedom on earthand if the preacher ain`t with us, then we takin his churchwhat is it worth to have the biggest religionwhen the people got miserable living conditions?no water, no lights, no rightsall over africa we fight, but we have to unitecause ain`t no power in the gospelwhen the priest puttin powder in his nostriland the elder`s council fails to leadand the children suffer from daily needand the people can barely eatis it a sin to stand upto fight against the ones that put is in handcuffs?goddamn, what happened to the daily bread, spread loveand not what the bible said, but in the name of the biblehow much love is spread compared to how much blood is shedchorus:[Bilal]everyday my people get inside the bus(women - shuffering and shmiling)everyday its the circle(women - shuffering and shmiling)everyday my people get inside the bus(women - shuffering and shmiling)everyday its the circle[Jorge Ben Jor] (scat singing)(women - shuffering and shmiling) x4everyday its the same thing[Talib Kweli]yoevery day I wake up is a miracle, thank youseperate religious and the spiritual, thank yousee, I dont be askin in the air, every action is a prayerthe bear won`t attack me, I be, attackin the bear, seeback in the day I used to work in a bookstoremy job was to find whatever book you look fori remember one day this lady came for a biblewe was out, so I started showin here other titlestryna share information about a religioneverything that I showed her was written by christians, stillshe got the hell up outta the placewonderin something about me shakin her faithnow, knowledge is power, we spread informationhow strong is your faith? what it take to be shaken?yo, I think she missed what jesus was sayincan`t keep your eyes closed to a revelationyou could be speakin in tonguescould be speakin of sons and daughtersmy reflection of course, within the water isbeautiful, attractive, my musical contraptionclassified as unusual practice butthats what it take to be a manfree the land, crash down on babylon like the sea to the sandpeace to the fam, we want you all to stay strong and live longlike a de la song, c`mon[stic.man & Talib Kweli]can`t keep quietthis time gon` be more than a riotcan`t keep quietthis time gon` be more than a riotcan`t keep quietthis time gon` be more than a riotcan`t keep quietthis time gon` be more than a riot[m1]this way of life, ain`t rightpray all day and night and don`t fightpoped up, doped upwork three jobs to fill the gold cupno water, no food, no lights, no rightsno power til the people uniteit`s gone - divison and they work us in prisonlook round, how my niggas is livineverything we make, they takin it to the bankwhile we sittin up in the church to give thanksdon`t you know the preacher got bank? (m1 - uhn uh, uhn uh)don`t you know the deacon smoke dank? (m1 - uhn uh, uhn uh)did you ever think the bible was a prank? (m1 - uhn uh, uhn uh)somebody bout to faintbefore they camethey had the bible, we had the landnow, we got the bible, they got the landand what do you believe in, heaven or hell?life is what you make it, so thats why I rebeluncle sam, got blood on his handsgood god, how the devil can dancenobody wanna help a niggaput your hands together, do it yourself my niggadon`t sit thereyou won`t have nobody rushin to dieso do something don`t just suffer and smile[chorus][Jorge Ben Jor] (scat singing)[m1] (repeats until end)africa, africa, africaaids is killinafricans, africans, africans