Man of Culture - Sakiwestside

On the street they're preaching violence Mister Man is in your head On the street the midnight cowboy Needs no gun to shoot you dead Why do I live the way I do Ain't it obvious I'm just a man like you Mister Man, full of love Mister Man, full of hate Got his heart on the trigger But he pulled it too late Mister Man is a pilot Mister Man is a fake Mister Man's feeling hungry And he's lying in wait On the street the lights are fighting Searching for someone like you Better find a good messiah To help the sad and lonely through Why do I hate the things you do Yeah Ain't it obvious I'm much more black than blue Mister Man, full of love Mister Man, full of hate Got his heart on the trigger But he pulled it too late Mister Man is a pilot Mister Man is a fake Mister Man's feeling hungry And he's lying in wait (Mister Man Mister Man) On the street they're preaching violence Mister Man is in your head On the street the midnight cowboy Needs no gun to shoot you dead Why do I live the way I do Ain't it obvious I'm just a man like you Mister Man, full of love Mister Man, full of hate Got his heart on the trigger But he pulled it too late Mister Man is a pilot Mister Man is a fake Mister Man's feeling hungry And he's lying in wait Mister Man, full of love Mister Man, full of hate Got his heart on the trigger But he pulled it too late Mister Man is a pilot Mister Man is a fake Mister Man's feeling hungry And he's lying in wait Mister Man, full of love Mister Man, full of hate Got his heart on the trigger But he pulled it too late Mister Man

Culture - Psalm Of Bob Marley Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, hey Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley, hey Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing He used to sing Get Up Stand Up, No Woman No Cry Inna dis ya Concrete jungle Wipe the teardrops from your eyes Breezes blowing, the weather is sweet But the earth in Guiltiness live inside Bring So Much Trouble In The World Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley, hey Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing I sing it up Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing, I (.) He was the one who chant about Natty dread A so Jah say Don't you Rock My Boat A feeling like Talkin' Blues, and Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley, hey Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing Come make me sing it up Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley, hey Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing Them Belly Full But Them Hungry Walk down seventh street, Buffalo Soldier Come make we Chant Down Babylon, and Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley, hey Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing Come make we chant it up Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley, I Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing Natty dread, there's a Natural Mystic blowing A So Jah Seh and the mystic movement now, and Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley, hey Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing Binghi man Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley I sing it up Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing Ziggy Marley Here I chant for you, a psalm of Bob Marley, I Here I chant for you, and for everyone to sing Sister Rita

Seems to me like they want us to be afraid, man Or maybe we just like being afraid Maybe we just so used to it at this point that it's just a part of us Part of our culture Security alert on orange It's been on orange since '01 G, I mean what's up man Can't a brother get yellow man Just for like two months or something God damn Sick o' that Mic check The groove is dead so I'm a rhyme like a lunatic I do this shit with an unassuming wit The corporation conjured up the bass and the tempo My name is Liff, that's the intro, now let's go The flow of life throwing strife into the mix The big dark condition and the word is sick The powers that be A power in me To speak a cause Stress and strife that I see every day And more to speak upon It's up in your ear They're telling us terrorists about to strike May be tonight Right Let me just back up slowly With critical analysis of those who control me It used to be we just had a screen in the crib On the TV But now we carry screens when we leave see Laptops smart phones now we're never alone A new affliction I call it media dome But on the road famine is the programming You want to watch a favorite show because it's so slamming Hold hands and let's gaze into the beautiful glare While we're here so immersed in this culture of fear We fear the IRS, fear the INS Fear God I'm more afraid of the planet [...] than the terror squad Weapons overseas Mastercard and visa want to buy me the greed They deceive The enemy is in the fine print They assassinate sally With no sense of the selling [...]represent an element ahead A sentiment that you feel on the road for real The deal starts with a spark concludes with a hand shake Physical to alter the subliminal landscape Relief thinking I can really trust that guy To be honest could have should have really punched that guy Now it's operation shank a banker Thank you for the loan See you when you come to repossess my home Alone at night sweating with visions of Armageddon I never seen the threat Yet I feel threatened Parts of our society designed to smear Freedom don't succumb to this culture of fear Fear fear fear Don't succumb to this culture of fear Fear fear fear Don't succumb to this culture of fear

A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! I pray to Jah honesty To please let me live honestly Love my brother that's all I need I need no riches just harmony A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! I'm willing Jah to lay down At Zion doorway like a foot mat Even the saints of Zion Trod upon my back and enter in, but A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! I pray every day to see The falling of the wicked men I know that wickedness will prevail But only for a little while A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Cannot got to Zion with your force Have manners and enter Jah house You cannot live here with your big gun All you got to di is help me pray Let's kneel on our knees and clasp our hands And say: "Father, please help me" A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Children having children Poverty upon the door I've seen white squall Walking on the street With man under arrest. A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Satan is around us like a roaring lion Seeking Jah children To devour all the days of our lives Like a hungry eagle, flying through the sky Seeking form and soul to devour But don't let him catch us A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Hear me, when I say: A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Hear me when I pray Give me strength oh Jah I pray With thy manna up from Mount Zion And no one can give satisfaction But thee alone Sit up on thy throne, and Pardon our transgression, and Stretch forth pity to thy children In the morning sun A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion belongs to I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I!