Paroles Road to zion (ft. nas) de Damian Junior Gong Marley

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Road to zion (ft. nas)

Yeah man, Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety, boom

Di youngest veteran a come murder dem slow
Ragamuffin sent to call me from de bush bungalow
betta watch it mek I clear out my voice now figarow
Emerge from di darkness wit me big blunt a glow
me hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigelow
Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe
A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo

Cause, I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man
Hey, we got to keep it burnin, on the road to Zion man

Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem tek yuh Who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan with any means and strategy

Say, we got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion man
(Yeah, been waitin to do this track with you man, yeah, ha ha, yeah yeah)
You know (They know) you got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion man
(You gotta keep walkin y'all, yeah, yeah, you gotta keep...)
(Nas)
Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless
I'm havin daymares in daytime wide awake try to relate
This can't be happenin like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin
Cause what I'm seein is hauntin, human beings like ghost and zombies
President Mugabe holdin guns to innocent bodies
In Zimbabwe, they make John Pope seem Godly, sacrilegious and blasphemous
In my lifetime I look back at paths I walked, where savages fought and pastors taught
Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots
And badges screamin at young black children stop or I will shoot
I look back at cooked crack plus cars that pass by
Jaguars mad fly, and I'm guilty for materialism
Blacks is still up in the prison trust that
So save me your sorrys I'm raisin a Army
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley
We sparkin da irons marchin to Zion
You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in

In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety, boom

Di youngest veteran a come murder dem slow
Ragamuffin sent to call me from di bush bungalow
betta watch it mek I clear out my voice now figarow
emerge from di darkness wit me big blunt a glow
me hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigelow
Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe
A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo

Cause, I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man
Hey, we got to keeps it burnin, on the road to Zion man

Clean and pure meditation widout a doubt
Don't mek dem tek yuh like who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!
Clean and pure meditation widout a doubt
Don't mek dem tek yuh like who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority, media crush we nuh know bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan with any means and strategy
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan with any means and strategy
Hey,say I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man
You know, you got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man

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Di youngest veteran a come murder dem slow  
Ragamuffin sent to call me from de bush bungalow  
betta  watch it mek I clear out my voice now figarow  
Emerge from di darkness wit me big blunt a glow
me hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigelow  
Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe  
A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo

Cause, I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man
Hey, we got to keep it burnin, on the road to Zion man

Clean and pure meditation without a doubt  
Don't mek dem tek yuh Who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!  
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy  
And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety  
Single parents weh need some charity  
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity  
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy  
By any plan with any means and strategy

Say, we got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion man  
(Yeah, been waitin to do this track with you man, yeah, ha ha, yeah yeah)  
You know (They know) you got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion man  
(You gotta keep walkin y'all, yeah, yeah, you gotta keep...)  
(Nas) 
Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless  
I'm havin daymares in daytime wide awake try to relate  
This can't be happenin like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin  
Cause what I'm seein is hauntin, human beings like ghost and zombies  
President Mugabe holdin guns to innocent bodies  
In Zimbabwe, they make John Pope seem Godly, sacrilegious and blasphemous  
In my lifetime I look back at paths I walked, where savages fought and pastors taught  
Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots  
And badges screamin at young black children stop or I will shoot  
I look back at cooked crack plus cars that pass by  
Jaguars mad fly, and I'm guilty for materialism  
Blacks is still up in the prison trust that  
So save me your sorrys I'm raisin a Army  
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley  
We sparkin da irons marchin to Zion  
You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in

In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy  
And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety, boom

Di youngest veteran a come murder dem slow  
Ragamuffin sent to call me from di bush bungalow  
betta watch it mek I clear out my voice now figarow  
emerge from di darkness wit me big blunt a glow
me hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigelow  
Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe  
A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo

Cause, I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man  
Hey, we got to keeps it burnin, on the road to Zion man

Clean and pure meditation widout a doubt  
Don't mek dem tek yuh like who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!  
Clean and pure meditation widout a doubt  
Don't mek dem tek yuh like who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!  
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy  
And police weh abuse dem authority, media crush we nuh know bout variety  
Single parents weh need some charity  
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity  
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy  
By any plan with any means and strategy  
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy  
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity  
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy  
By any plan with any means and strategy  
Hey,say I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man  
You know, you got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man