Sizzla Lyrics
"Make It Right"
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Seperation jus not easy, Wicked slavery system
Oh yeh u gota fight for urself,
People raveal it or beleive me,
no love for da poor an needy lift up ur head,
do your best!!!!!!
Oh yeh u gota fight for urself,
People raveal it or beleive me,
no love for da poor an needy lift up ur head,
do your best!!!!!!
CHORUS:
Yes u gota make it right, dosnt matter how dem a fight!
Yes u gota make it right, yes u gota shine dat light!
Yes u gota make it right, dosnt matter how dem a fight!
Yes u gota make it right, yes you gota shine dat light!
Yes u gota make it right, dosnt matter how dem a fight!
Yes u gota make it right, yes u gota shine dat light!
Yes u gota make it right, dosnt matter how dem a fight!
Yes u gota make it right, yes you gota shine dat light!
Slavery was so bad,
Everybody new,
Yes it make me sad, jus ah how da youts a grow old
Mommy ain't got no,
Smile on her face,
Because the gunshots ah loud,
Such a volitile place,
Everybody new,
Yes it make me sad, jus ah how da youts a grow old
Mommy ain't got no,
Smile on her face,
Because the gunshots ah loud,
Such a volitile place,
CHORUS
World government,
Still ah don't care,
Remember da house of parliament,
How da system ain't fare,
Seems the dollar died,
There's no jobs around,
We're fighting I and I but I got to stand my ground!
Still ah don't care,
Remember da house of parliament,
How da system ain't fare,
Seems the dollar died,
There's no jobs around,
We're fighting I and I but I got to stand my ground!
CHORUS
Seperation jus not easy, Wicked slavery system
Oh yeh u gota fight for urself,
People raveal it or beleive me,
no love for da poor an needy lift up ur head,
do your best!
Oh yeh u gota fight for urself,
People raveal it or beleive me,
no love for da poor an needy lift up ur head,
do your best!
CHORUS
Slavery was so bad,
Everybody new,
Yes it make me sad, jus ah how da youts a grow old
Mommy ain't got no,
Smile on her face,
Because the gunshots ah loud,
Such a volitile place,
Everybody new,
Yes it make me sad, jus ah how da youts a grow old
Mommy ain't got no,
Smile on her face,
Because the gunshots ah loud,
Such a volitile place,
CHORUS