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Bajan proverbs
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Feel Alright

(Intro)
Yo yo!
Straight up de gal dem seh dem love mi fah di illy skilly
Dem dun know, Sean-A-Paul (Yeah yeah)
Duttily muckilly yo
Yah mon Dutty Cup back pon di scene
Comin back fi mek di girls dem bawl out and scream
(It's like a dream) Dutty yeah!
We mek yuh feel alright (Woman)
Wine up ya body till a mornin light (Then gal)
Wave up yuh hand because yuh know seh yuh tight (Woman)
Bounce and gallang woman yuh know seh yuh right (Because)
Woman, woman, woman ...
(Chorus)
Woman yuh mek de sin ting rise
Anytime mi press upon yuh tight
Baby and mek me wuk yuh all night
Mek yuh feel alright, givin yuh di lovin a yuh life
Mek yuh sweat till di mornin light
Mek de sin ting rise
Anytime mi press upon yuh tight
Baby and mek me wuk yuh all night
Mek yuh feel alright, givin yuh di lovin a yuh life
Mek yuh sweat till di mornin light
Bounce it gal, from oonu nuh dibby dibby
Big up all di fat titty tell dem weh yuh feel gimme
Pon di front page, anytime dem see mi see mi
Gal dem seh dem love mi fah di illy skilly
When I got some bouncin gal, woman and yuh dun mek it
Every man round di town seh den waan set it
But Sean-A-Paul alone a weh yuh waan set it
Every day we correct it so mi go so then
Gal a fat till it buff from mi caan get enough
Cau yuh plump andyuh fluff mek mi hard and tough
Yuh got di stuffin I got di handcuff
I know y uh like it from de back I know yuh like to rough
Gal gwaan wine bubble to di bassline
Every ting gwaan mi fine if yuh don't waste nuh time
Check mi later fi go get intertwine
Cau baby girl yuh know yuh mek all yuh ...
(Chorus)
Jump up gal jump up pon di kitty wid it
Jam Down party straight back to Philly Philly
Weh yuh tink it's a joke we nuh silly silly
Hygrade but mi smoke dro wid nuh philly philly
Man a test like nuh ol' time gilly gilly
Shout it out gal yuh know seh yuh waan see mi
Pon di sitten weh yuh have dat a fi mi fi mi
Gwaan start up di Dutty trilly yo
Cau yuh hot fat till it buff from mi caan get enough

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song performed by Sean Paul
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Can You Do The Work

Intro:
Sean Paul: Bwoy Ce'cile, I see it clear yuh know, mi need ya yuh know
Ce'cile: Pleeeaaaaseeee!!! I got a man ok
Sean Paul: Yeah but mi neva hear yuh seh nuttin bout him, mi talk bout mi and you now
Ce'cile: Well he's there so I gotta let ya know yuh know
Sean Paul: Well let's go kick it then we can chill
Ce'cile: Anyway yuh caan do nuttin
Chorus:
Ce'cile:
Mi know yuh kinda cute bwoy can yuh do di wuk
I'm lookin for a rudebwoy betta arms up
And a if yuh rubber suitbwoy I will play ruff
Cau we play ruff, cau we play ruff
Sean Paul:
Well woman it's a long time mi see yuh and a lust
Mi well waan fi show yuh how mi wicked and tuff
Hand behind your back mi lock it to mi hand cuff
Wuk yuh ago get a strictly A one plus
Verse 1:
Ce'cile:
Yuh a talk bout dutty yeah
when yuh come inna mi house yuh betta don't play
Just land di big jet pon di runway
Can yuh give it to mi all night all day
Sean Paul:
Fi real now Ce'cile yuh a talk bout see what I've been goin thru
List one bag a man like yuh deh pon mi few
But wait till di Dutty get a hold of yuh (Ce'cile: Whateva)
Inna di bedroom yuh start call mi Shaka Zulu
Chorus:
Ce'cile:
Mi know yuh kinda cute bwoy can yuh do di wuk
I'm lookin for a rudebwoy betta arms up
And a if yuh rubber suitbwoy I will play ruff
Cau we play ruff, cau we play ruff
Sean Paul:
Ce'cile now a long time mi see yuh and a lust
Mi well waan fi show yuh how mi wicked and tuff
Hand behind your back mi lock it to mi hand cuff
Wuk yuh ago get a strictly A one plus
Verse 2:
Ce'cile:
Well Sean Paul get wid it badgal nuh waan nuh one minute
Or when tire punch out we rim it
Bruk every state limit, don't waan nuh joke or nuh gimmick
Got fi know how fi shock and fi sting it
Sean Paul:
Girl, well I'm most talented, betta than wah di doctor recommended
So when di time mi touch yuh it is time well spended
So when did, yuh ever see a yute so demented?

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song performed by Sean Paul
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Call My Name

Ta dah, tah dah, a dutty yo again,
Ta dah, tah dah, a dutty yo again,
So mi go so again
Chorus:
Sometimes I hear yuh calling out my name,
And I can hear deep dung inna mi brain,
If Im a fool I only got myself to blame (self to blame, self to blame),
Well I can see the sign cause Im not blind,
All though your not mine from time to time,
I got to make you know, you are my sunshine (my sunshine, my sunshine)
I love you baby, but yuh nuh love mi back why?
Yuh drive mi crazy cause yuh fi gi mi dat bligh,
Yuh mek mi high, I just cant deny,
Love positive just a build up inna I and I,
Jus gi mi deh privilege and runaway yuh man,
I got the plan fi mek yuh turn on,
Baby, just believe mi cause my word is my bond,
Sometimes I hear yuh, but Im hearing wrong, girl!
(chorus)
Sometimes I hear yuh calling out my name,
And I can hear deep dung inna mi brain,
If Im a fool I only got myself to blame (self to blame, self to blame),
Well I can see the sign cause Im not blind,
All though your not mine from time to time,
I got to make you know that you are my sunshine (my sunshine, my sunshine)
Verse2:
Rude bwoy loving a nuh sumting fi she ramp wid,(true, true)
Everyman him need a woman fi be him live blanket,
If she did say spank it, yuh hold dat and crank it,
If she neva love yuh good, yuh know yuh would a flank it,
Babygirl, yuh know a love yuh, but yuh falla yuh friend dem,
Now yuh gone and break Sean Paul heart in two,
Yuh have deh dappa all a bawl and a mek phone call,
Wah yuh really expect man fi do,
(chorus)
Sometimes I hear yuh calling out my name,
And I can hear deep dung inna mi brain,
If Im a fool I only got myself to blame (self to blame, self to blame),
Well I can see the sign cause Im not blind,
All though your not mine from time to time,
I got to make you know that you are my sunshine (my sunshine, my sunshine)
Verse4:
Tick tock mi get heart attack, When mi hear she leaving and she nah come back,
Mi caan believe mi dream so mi love world just crash,
A lucky ting she neva know weh mi hide mi stash, but
(chorus)
Sometimes I hear yuh calling out my name,
And I can hear deep dung inna mi brain,
If Im a fool I only got myself to blame (self to blame, self to blame),
Well I can see the sign cause Im not blind,

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song performed by Sean Paul
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Rupert

Rupert:
Sey yuh waan know Rupert
Blouse and skirt (repeat)
Sey yuh waan know Rupert
Blouse and skirt (repeat)
Verse 1:
Mi get up dis mawning
Sey mi nah ga a nuh work
Put on a pants and a likkle pretty shirt
Yow burn steel wi a go mek a gal splurt
Me hear a man start lick out alert
People dead! Me sey who? - Rupert
Mi go over deh a mi go see him inna dirt
Di way how me bex, mi sey everybody hurt
Mi a di fus' man sey, nuh mek di jeep splurt
A man draw fi a stone outta di dirt
And sey A obstacle must get hurt
Boop an lick a girl in har skirt
Mi hear she shout out Blouse and skirt
Dem deh time blood a decorate di skirt
Rupert:
Sey you waa know Rupert
Blouse and skirt (repeat)
Sey yuh waa know Rupert
Blouse and skirt
Verse 2:
Bop! Bop! shot start fire
A man sey "Hombre come we retire"
Shines say "no man, puncture di tire"
Yeah! Yuh go dweet, cause yuh a Bag-A-Wire
Bop!Bop! more shot start pop
"What is a uzi dat, no is a glock"
Yow! Stop yuh noise man, a chat you love chat?
See smoke deh, a tear gas
Tek yuh sheet dem, move di mattras
Lock di door from di bottom to di top
Mi did wake but mi gone sleep back
Mi naw go out deh fi get nuh gun shot -
Rupert:
Suh yuh nuh know Rupert, alright
Blouse and skirt
Verse 3:
Mi a go tell yuh how di youth get hurt
Him sey him eat till him belly did a run
So him wake up and go do-do Over di burial ground
So a come him a come See a jeep and go run
Bow! an dem shoot him dung
A man started to talk whey did dumb
Three couple man jump a fence Whey dem
Nobody know dem nuh waa get gun dung

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song performed by Zebra
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Shake Dat Thing

Shake That Thing"
[Intro]
Yeah!
Well dey a hav some bwoy a gwaan like dem a gal short
(Dem a get caught)
Yuh bwoy a dem mind a nuh too sharp
Yuh dun kno say right now,
Blackshot and Sean-A-Paul a lef dem inna di dark
(Dutty Yeah!)
True to our ways jus gimme di light and pass di dro
Dey gyals a likein pon our flow
Hear what I say now rudebwoy
Di girls nuh waan nuh friars nuh connivers
Watch out let me talk to har den
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama
Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di
Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me
A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey
From di bed an to di matinee,
We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop
It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff
An look pon me, baby put it on me
Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
From yuh step up inna di place, dance just light up
Man dem a run alla dem chase an dem a hype up
Which one, a which one a dem a get it first, fight up
Looks like dem man dey a go up inna di Fight Club

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song performed by Sean Paul
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Shake That Thing

[Intro]
Yeah!
Well dey a hav some bwoy a gwaan like dem a gal short
(Dem a get caught)
Yuh bwoy a dem mind a nuh too sharp
Yuh dun kno say right now,
Blackshot and Sean-A-Paul a lef dem inna di dark
(Dutty Yeah!)
True to our ways jus gimme di light and pass di dro
Dey gyals a likein pon our flow
Hear what I say now rudebwoy
Di girls nuh waan nuh friars nuh connivers
Watch out let me talk to har den
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama
Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di
Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me
A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey
From di bed an to di matinee,
We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop
It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff
An look pon me, baby put it on me
Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
From yuh step up inna di place, dance just light up
Man dem a run alla dem chase an dem a hype up
Which one, a which one a dem a get it first, fight up
Looks like dem man dey a go up inna di Fight Club
I can ear dem say, gyal yuh body look ripe up

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song performed by Sean Paul
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Give The Po Man A Break

Give po man a break
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song performed by Fatboy Slim
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Infiltrate

Chorus:
Woman nuh waan nuh bait
Dem Naah guh feel violate if yuh accelerate pon a date
Dem waan yuh infiltrate
Woman dem waan yuh tear dung dem wall an dem gate
Yuh nuh hear whey mi state
Repeat
Verse 1:
Woman nh waan nuh coot, from a knock boots
Whey yuh waan yuh fi tell har fi tear off di suit
Dem nh waan nuh dude, whey never inna di mood
An dem nuh waan nuh little bwoy wid nuh gal attitude
Mi say, a nuh nutten fi wi hide
Inna di gal dem pathway man a slide and a glide
Is a natural ting fi wi collide
Bedroom argument, leg fi divide, catch di ride
Chorus
Verse 2:
Natural like a fruit pon di tree
Gal a get ripe, so rudebwoy forward nuh badda flee
Now she say she name Queen Bee
But yuh mek har beg an wait pon har knee an a plee,
Well She want har clothes fi tear
Need a little loving an she waan yuh draw near
But yuh fear, inna yuh heart yuh nuh waan fi guh there
Disappear and Sean Paul will appear
Yuh nuh hear
Chorus
Verse 3:
No time fi debate, dem dont want fi wait
Dem want a little loving fi dem appreciate
Dem want a good man, fi caress dem han
Di gal dem want a man wid the rightful program,
Well Yuh fi listen to the Dutty
Gal dem deh deh wi haffi tek it an wuck it
So nuh badda talk bout mi mind too smutty
Sean Paul, mi got a lot a sweat fi wi bussi
Dem nuh mussi
Chorus

song performed by Sean Paul
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The Mountain Whippoorwill

Up in the mountains, it's lonesome all the time,
(Sof' win' slewin' thu' the sweet-potato vine.)
Up in the mountains, it's lonesome for a child,
(Whippoorwills a-callin' when the sap runs wild.)
Up in the mountains, mountains in the fog,
Everythin's as lazy as an old houn' dog.
Born in the mountains, never raised a pet,
Don't want nuthin' an' never got it yet.
Born in the mountains, lonesome-born,
Raised runnin' ragged thu' the cockleburrs and corn.
Never knew my pappy, mebbe never should.
Think he was a fiddle made of mountain laurel-wood.
Never had a mammy to teach me pretty-please.
Think she was a whippoorwill, a-skittin' thu' the trees.
Never had a brother ner a whole pair of pants,
But when I start to fiddle, why, yuh got to start to dance!
Listen to my fiddle -- Kingdom Come -- Kingdom Come!
Hear the frogs a-chunkin' 'Jug o' rum, Jug o' rum!'
Hear that mountain whippoorwill be lonesome in the air,
An' I'll tell yuh how I travelled to the Essex County Fair.
Essex County has a mighty pretty fair,
All the smarty fiddlers from the South come there.
Elbows flyin' as they rosin up the bow
For the First Prize Contest in the Georgia Fiddlers' Show.
Old Dan Wheeling, with his whiskers in his ears,
King-pin fiddler for nearly twenty years.
Big Tom Sergeant, with his blue wall-eye,
An' Little Jimmy Weezer that can make a fiddle cry.
All sittin' roun', spittin' high an' struttin' proud,
(Listen, little whippoorwill, yuh better bug yore eyes!)
Tun-a-tun-a-tunin' while the jedges told the crowd
Them that got the mostest claps'd win the bestest prize.
Everybody waitin' for the first tweedle-dee,
When in comes a-stumblin' -- hill-billy me!
Bowed right pretty to the jedges an' the rest,
Took a silver dollar from a hole inside my vest,
Plunked it on the table an' said, 'There's my callin' card!
An' anyone that licks me -- well, he's got to fiddle hard!'
Old Dan Wheeling, he was laughin' fit to holler,
Little Jimmy Weezer said, 'There's one dead dollar!'
Big Tom Sergeant had a yaller-toothy grin,
But I tucked my little whippoorwill spang underneath my chin,
An' petted it an' tuned it till the jedges said, 'Begin!'
Big Tom Sargent was the first in line;
He could fiddle all the bugs off a sweet-potato vine.
He could fiddle down a possum from a mile-high tree,
He could fiddle up a whale from the bottom of the sea.
Yuh could hear hands spankin' till they spanked each other raw,
When he finished variations on 'Turkey in the Straw.'
Little Jimmy Weezer was the next to play;

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poem by Stephen Vincent Benet
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Safe Sex

Chorus:
Me guh suh den sex is not what it used to be,
Belive me, it displease me
Nuff a dem a walk like dem hot but
When yuh connect di dot
Dem nuh easy dem nuh disease free
Repeat
Verse 1:
If yuh check it Danny deh wid suzie but im luv off sheron
Waant get the body bad im waant fi get di action,
Sheron guh sleep wid har boyfren dan
Dan dee did guh cheat an guh sleep wid ann,
Ann did hav di disease and give it to dan,
Dan give it to sheron, now dan is same one
Si dung wid susan askin di question
Where all dis aids and disease com from?
Chorus
Verse 2:
Den yuh got some fuh-funky guy
Weh a try imitate ooman,
Dem dey fassy deh wih nuh waant dem up ina wih island
Uptown or downtown nuh matta weh yuh com from
From yuh nuh like dem guy deh mek a hear shout BLAM BLAM
Nuff ooman got disease
And dem still nah tek a ease
And dem still outta street dem tease nuff mon
A tek dem cyar key when dem waant guh ovaseas
But dis ya dog ya im nuh mingle wid fleas
Chorus
Verse 3:
Buck up ina O.P.P
Odda people property yuh betta use a condom form of rotection
Else yuh gonna end up ina nodda situation
An yuh nah guh get chance fi com and eat dis one
Unu fi check out di dutty dem meditation
99 a weh wi live in next a 2000
An yuh know seh dis a revelation.
Suh people unu fi open up unu mout an sing out dis one.
Chorus to fade

song performed by Sean Paul
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La Chronique Ascendante des Ducs de Normandie

Mil chent et soisante anz out de temps et d'espace
puiz que Dex en la Virge descendi par sa grace,
quant un clerc de Caen, qui out non Mestre Vace,
s'entremist de l'estoire de Rou et de s'estrasce,
qui conquist Normendie, qui qu'en poist ne qui place,
contre l'orgueil de France, qui encor les menasce,
que nostre roi Henri la congnoissë et sace.
Qui gaires n'a de rentes ne gaires n'en porcache ;
mez avarice a frait a largesce sa grace,
ne peut lez mainz ouvrir, plus sont gelez que glace, .
ne sai ou est reposte, ne truiz train ne trace;
qui ne soit losengier ne encort liu ne place,
a plusors i fait on la cue lovinace.
Ce ne fu mie el temps Virgile ne Orace
ne el temps Alixandre ne Cesar ne Estace,
lores avoit largesce vertu et efficace.
Du roi Henri voil faire ceste premiere page,
qui prist Alianor, dame de haut parage,
Dex doinst a ambedeuls de bien faire courage!
Ne me font mie rendre a la court le musage,
de dons et de pramesses chascun d' euls m' asouage ;
mez besoing vient souvent qui tost sigle et tost nage,
et souvent me fait meitre le denier et le gage.
France est Alienor et debonnaire et sage ;
roÿne fu de France en son premier aage,
Looÿs l' espousa qui out grant mariage;
en Jerusalem furent en lonc pelerinage,
assez y traist chescun travail et ahanage,
Quant reparriez s' en furent, par conseil du barnage
s' em parti la roÿne o riche parentage;
de cele departie n'out elle nul damage ;
a Poitiers s'en ala, son naturel manage,
n'i out plus prochain heir qu'el fu de son lignage.
Li roiz Henri la prist o riche mariage,
cil qui tint Engleterre et la terre marage
entre Espaingne et Escosce, de rivage en rivage ;
grant parole est de lui et de son vasselage,
des felons qu'il destraint comme oysel clos en cage ;
n' a baron en sa terre o si grant herbergage
qui ost le pais enfraindre em plein ne en boscage,
se il peut estre ataint, n'et des membres hontage,
ou qu'il n'i lest le cors ou l' ame en ostage.

La geste voil de Rou et dez Normanz conter,
lors faiz et lor proësce doi je bien recorder.
Les boisdies de France ne font mie a celer,
tout tens voudrent Franchoiz Normanz desheriter
et tout tens se penerent d' euls vaincre et d'els grever,
et quant Franceiz nes porent par force sormonter
par plusors tricheries lez soulent agraver ;

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poem by Wace
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Africans

Intro: woh nah, na, na, nah, na, nigh
Woh deh, deh, woh
Greetings, is like the first God mankind
On hurt hurt ever pray to is the sun, woh, deh, deh
Den di evil priest, come wid a God name atom
Atom mean one God and one God only
Rasta man discover that is three in one one in three
Blessed be on to thee only trinity for iver, for iver
And iver more, woh, deh, deh, lord, woh
Chorus: we-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, we are africans
We-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, free africans
We-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, we are africans
We-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, free africans
Verse 1: down the jungle, the quite jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
Farracan led the million man march
Di lion dance tonight
Africans in america
Dem cal dem afro american
But the inhabitants dem fi understand
Sey america a capture land
Europe land is fi european
And is there white man belong
Now the indians who own di land
Naw lives on reservation, but!
Chorus we-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, woh na, na, na, na, nigh
We are africans, woh lord
Fr-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, woh, na, na, na, na, nigh
Free africans
We-e-e-e-e-e-e , woh, na, na, na, na, nigh
We are africans, lordy, lord
Fr-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, woh, na, na, na, nigh
Free africans
Verse 2: o.j. simpson one ting mi deh warn yuh
Sey fi stick to yuh owner kind, woh
Yuh switch from yuh kind
And yuh nearly serve time
Could a mix up in a babylon
If yuh guilty you know the story
But yuh bless by selassi hands
Now yuh bust di case
Put a smile pon yuh face
And join repartriation
Rodney king, look how bad dem beat him
Pon public television
Full time we get it straight
Dem nuh like we race
Mek we pack up and leave dis place, cause
Chorus
Verse 3: marcus garvey & malcolm & martin luther

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song performed by Beenie Man
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Liberty

(if you wanna stay with me, at your liberty
If you wanna be with me, at your liberty)
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(ahh, ohh, do-doo)
Ill tell you something,
To let you understand the way I feel, just what you mean to me
Thank you for fine times, we nearly made it all -
The way we know, it wasnt meant to be.
You say we feel the same, there aint no blame.. to decide
But if a little time, could change your mind, Ill be here..
And you can call me (if you wanna stay with me) at your liberty.
You can hold me (if you wanna be with me) at your liberty.
(do you, do you)
Do you remember, how lovers right for summers - even nights,
Would never seem to end,
And as december, comes stirring with that finger of desire
To feel it once again
You worry bout youre friends, what if they find whats going on?
But if you want to try to make it come alive, Ill be here..
And you can call me (you wanna stay with me) at your liberty.
You can hold me (you wanna be with me) at your liberty.
And you can call me (you wanna stay with me) at your liberty.
And you can touch me girl (you wanna run to me) at your liberty.
Help me out!
I live in doubt
Sort me out, yeaaaahhhhhhh....
-
Dont make it every night, dont wanna be the love of your life
So if you are inclined to spend a little time, Ill be here..
And you can call me (if you wanna stay with me) at your liberty.
You can hold me (if you wanna be with me) at your liberty.
And you can call me (if you wanna stay with me) at your liberty.
And you can touch me girl (if you wanna run to me) at your liberty.
Touch me girl, (if you wanna stay with me) at your liberty.
Help me out, (if you wanna be with me) at your liberty.
Sort me out, (if you wanna run to me), at your liberty.
Or you can set me free (if you wanna run to me), at your liberty.
(if you wanna stay with me, at your liberty).
(if you wanna be with me, at your liberty).
(if you wanna stay with me, at your liberty).
(if you wanna run to me, at your liberty).
At your liberty...

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Bossman

Beenie Man:
Well this is Beenie Man
The roughest toughest bumboclaat bad man from out of Jamaica
Hear this one, ya!
Beenie Man 'longside Sean Paul and Lady Saw
Oh Na Na Na
Well I'm a gangster for life
Take your life, take your wife, and everyting nice.
Gangster for life
Take your life, take your wife
Yes Jah!
Chorus:
Bossman!
Anytime you see me come around
Bossman!
Don't take bad man fi clown
Bossman!
Glack we move yuh head crown
Bossman!
Dis in a yuh own blood yuh drown
Bossman!
Bad man rule de compound
Bossman!
Dis and we bumb down yuh town
Bossman!
Feel say you can't stick around
Bossman!
Man a nuh no clown
Man a gangsta for life
Take your life, sex your wife, and everyting nice
Gangsta's paradise
Dat is ma life
Is a thug girl me want fi me wife.
You tink say yu bad man bad and come
You tink say yu tough man tough and come
You tink say yu rough man rough and come
Dis now a gunshot shall fire dung
Man a bad man a east
Tell them now dis
From a war man a freak
You shoot nuh miss
An if you run off ya beak
You make wit list
But if in New York we meet
Gunshot wi beat
Start war
You decease
Til it nah go cease
Sudden destruction when yuh check say a peace
Word out ya road man a say you a de beast

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song performed by Sean Paul
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Look So Appealing

Intro:
Dutty Yeah
Expensive mi feeling
Dun know di girls dem look so appealing
Sean Paul mi deh yah and mi willin yuh know
Yeah, a so we do
Dutty Cup Crew, stick to di gyal dem like glue
And yuh dun know, all shotta all di gal dem
Dutty Yeah, Yo...
Chorus:
Woman yuh look so appealin
What di dealin?
I-an-I got to get yuh dis evening
Woman yuh really wah fi get in di vibe
Wah yuh bring mek mi well want di luvin, me sing..
Repeat 2x
Verse 1:
Mi sing, Woman in di world dem a get hot ya mi friend
Di hot stepper trend, yuh can't flop dem
Mek di man dem got hot underneath dem sweater ina dance
So we haffi tell dem
Mi just love how di gyal dem walk pon di street
Mi nuh know how two man fi fi tun backway dweet
Any how, gal wi fi follow yuh nuh see it
Sean Paul a tell dem andagain wi repeat
Chorus
Verse 2:
Get up ina di morning everi ting did all right
Stand up ina di window fi get a liccle light
Di gyal deh wah mi sight a mi greatest delight
Some bwoy call dem Dondemite
Woman a creation, a dat mi wah dem undastand
Every nation should show appreciation
To di woman, woman uno gallang
Sean Paul mi deh ya pon a different program
Chorus 2x
Verse 3:
See a different gyal wah mi want everyday
Sean Paul mi deh yah an mi nah lay lay
To master God everyday wi haffi pray
So wi have a good gal fi roll ina di hay
Mi seh, wi nuh want nuh disease, please
Wi nuh want nuh sleaze
Sean Paul mi deh ya and mi tell dem fi ease, off
Sean Paul a squeeze off
All di girl dem wi loose off
Chorus

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Give Up

(bernard edwards/nile rodgers)
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
You better listen well
When I tell you
To be on the look out
You cant call for help
cause I know you inside out
Despite all your hideouts
Im no great pretender
Ill make you surrender
So come along quietly
Heres a thought to remember
I have not met a man yet
To escape from my drag-net
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Ill give you just the facts man
And you can draw all your own conclusions
Ill keep your mind surrounded
With chains of love so strong
You cant break through them
My arsenal is stocked
With all kinds of seductive weapons
Although your hearts locked up
My love will assist me
So that you cant resist me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
No, no, no
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me

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song performed by Diana Ross
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We'll Be Burning

[Intro]
Just gimme di trees and mek we smoke it yo (smoke it yo)
It don't mek we peace so dont provoke it yo (voke it yo)
We nuh need nuh speed so we nuh need coke it yo (coke it yo)
Set ya mind at ease we gotta take it slow
So when yuh see di S.P. floatin', dont provoke him
Cau di weed weh we smokin' need fi soakin'
Fastin' fi di medication, and di best hygrade a Jamaican
When we a bun a weed we supportin' and promotin'
Lau di crack and di coke ting yeah we smoking
Herb a di healin' of di nation
Legalize it right now we wanna blaze one
[chorus]
Everyday, we be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say
We be earnin' dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay
Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J
Legalize it, time you recognize it
This purple haze it mek mi crazy
Mek mi write new tune yeah dats what pays me
Cau dat not di only occupation
Goin' to get some I give yuh medication
When a farmer grows it he knows to close it
Economical benefit help fi those who a fi deh yah pon di hard jugglin
Cau di system only keep man struggling
Studyin people a use it dont abuse it
Cau di concentration well reputed
Dats why herb man dem a di wise one
And it found on di grave of King Solomon
And it good fi di eye sight and di chest sight
And it give yuh nuff inside just gimme di light
And, mek we blaze it we should a neva waste it
[chorus]
Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say
We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay
Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J
Legalize it, time you recognize it
Just gimme di trees and mek we smoke it yo (Smoke it yo!)
It dont mek we peace so dont provoke it yo (Voke it yo!)
We nuh need nuh speed so we nuh need coke it yo (Coke it yo!)
Set yuh mind at ease we gotta take it slow
So when yuh see di S.P. floatin dont provoke him
Cau di weed weh we smokin need fi soakin
Fastin fi di medication, and di best hygrade a Jamaican
Cau we know it as a great ting no debatin
While incarceratin true dem hatin
Cau dem dont wanna see we a remain calm
Even though dem condemn (?)
[chorus]
Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say
We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay

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song performed by Sean Paul
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Elegiac Feelings American

1
How inseparable you and the America you saw yet was never
there to see; you and America, like the tree and the
ground, are one the same; yet how like a palm tree
in the state of Oregon. . . dead ere it blossomed,
like a snow polar loping the
Miami—
How so that which you were or hoped to be, and the
America not, the America you saw yet could
not see
So like yet unlike the ground from which you stemmed;
you stood upon America like a rootless
Hat-bottomed tree; to the squirrel there was no
divorcement in its hop of ground to its climb of
tree. . . until it saw no acorn fall, then it knew
there was no marriage between the two; how
fruitless, how useless, the sad unnaturalness
of nature; no wonder the dawn ceased being
a joy. . . for what good the earth and sun when
the tree in between is good for nothing. . . the
inseparable trinity, once dissevered, becomes a
cold fruitless meaningless thrice-marked
deathlie in its awful amputation. . . O butcher
the pork-chop is not the pig—The American
alien in America is a bitter truncation; and even
this elegy, dear Jack, shall have a butchered
tree, a tree beaten to a pulp, upon which it'll be
contained—no wonder no good news can be
written on such bad news—
How alien the natural home, aye, aye, how dies the tree when
the ground is foreign, cold, unfree—The winds
know not to blow the seed of the Redwood where
none before stood; no palm is blown to Oregon,
how wise the wind—Wise
too the senders of the prophet. . . knowing the
fertility of the designated spot where suchmeant
prophecy be announced and answerable—the
sower of wheat does not sow in the fields of cane;
for the sender of the voice did also send the ear.
And were little Liechtenstein, and not America, the
designation. . . surely then we'd the tongues of
Liechtenstein—
Was not so much our finding America as it was America finding
its voice in us; many spoke to America as though
America by land-right was theirs by law-right
legislatively acquired by materialistic coups of
wealth and inheritance; like the citizen of society
believes himself the owner of society, and what he
makes of himself he makes of America and thus when
he speaks of America he speaks of himself, and quite

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poem by Gregory Corso
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The Task: Book V. -- The Winter Morning Walk

‘Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb
Ascending, fires the horizon; while the clouds,
That crowd away before the driving wind,
More ardent as the disk emerges more,
Resemble most some city in a blaze,
Seen through the leafless wood. His slanting ray
Slides ineffectual down the snowy vale,
And, tinging all with his own rosy hue,
From every herb and every spiry blade
Stretches a length of shadow o’er the field.
Mine, spindling into longitude immense,
In spite of gravity, and sage remark
That I myself am but a fleeting shade,
Provokes me to a smile. With eye askance
I view the muscular proportion’d limb
Transform’d to a lean shank. The shapeless pair
As they design’d to mock me, at my side
Take step for step; and as I near approach
The cottage, walk along the plaster’d wall,
Preposterous sight! the legs without the man.
The verdure of the plain lies buried deep
Beneath the dazzling deluge; and the bents
And coarser grass, upspearing o’er the rest,
Of late unsightly and unseen, now shine
Conspicuous, and in bright apparel clad,
And fledged with icy feathers, nod superb.
The cattle mourn in corners, where the fence
Screens them, and seem half petrified to sleep
In unrecumbent sadness. There they wait
Their wonted fodder; not like hungering man,
Fretful if unsupplied; but silent, meek,
And patient of the slow-paced swain’s delay.
He from the stack carves out the accustom’d load,
Deep plunging, and again deep plunging oft,
His broad keen knife into the solid mass:
Smooth as a wall the upright remnant stands,
With such undeviating and even force
He severs it away: no needless care,
Lest storms should overset the leaning pile
Deciduous, or its own unbalanced weight.
Forth goes the woodman, leaving unconcern’d
The cheerful haunts of man; to wield the axe
And drive the wedge in yonder forest drear,
From morn to eve his solitary task.
Shaggy, and lean, and shrewd, with pointed ears
And tail cropp’d short, half lurcher and half cur,
His dog attends him. Close behind his heel
Now creeps he slow; and now, with many a frisk
Wide scampering, snatches up the driften snow
With ivory teeth, or ploughs it with his snout;

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poem by William Cowper
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Prince Hohenstiel-Schwangau, Saviour of Society

Epigraph

Υδραν φονεύσας, μυρίων τ᾽ ἄλλων πόνων
διῆλθον ἀγέλας . . .
τὸ λοίσθιον δὲ τόνδ᾽ ἔτλην τάλας πόνον,
. . . δῶμα θριγκῶσαι κακοῖς.

I slew the Hydra, and from labour pass'd
To labour — tribes of labours! Till, at last,
Attempting one more labour, in a trice,
Alack, with ills I crowned the edifice.

You have seen better days, dear? So have I —
And worse too, for they brought no such bud-mouth
As yours to lisp "You wish you knew me!" Well,
Wise men, 't is said, have sometimes wished the same,
And wished and had their trouble for their pains.
Suppose my Œdipus should lurk at last
Under a pork-pie hat and crinoline,
And, latish, pounce on Sphynx in Leicester Square?
Or likelier, what if Sphynx in wise old age,
Grown sick of snapping foolish people's heads,
And jealous for her riddle's proper rede, —
Jealous that the good trick which served the turn
Have justice rendered it, nor class one day
With friend Home's stilts and tongs and medium-ware,—
What if the once redoubted Sphynx, I say,
(Because night draws on, and the sands increase,
And desert-whispers grow a prophecy)
Tell all to Corinth of her own accord.
Bright Corinth, not dull Thebes, for Lais' sake,
Who finds me hardly grey, and likes my nose,
And thinks a man of sixty at the prime?
Good! It shall be! Revealment of myself!
But listen, for we must co-operate;
I don't drink tea: permit me the cigar!
First, how to make the matter plain, of course —
What was the law by which I lived. Let 's see:
Ay, we must take one instant of my life
Spent sitting by your side in this neat room:
Watch well the way I use it, and don't laugh!
Here's paper on the table, pen and ink:
Give me the soiled bit — not the pretty rose!
See! having sat an hour, I'm rested now,
Therefore want work: and spy no better work
For eye and hand and mind that guides them both,
During this instant, than to draw my pen
From blot One — thus — up, up to blot Two — thus —
Which I at last reach, thus, and here's my line
Five inches long and tolerably straight:

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poem by Robert Browning (1871)
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