Respirer (feat. Murvin Clelie) - Jonas & The Roots Level Band

Ooh yeah Police and thieves in the street, ooh yeah Fighting the nation with their guns and ammunitions Police and thieves in the streets, ooh yeah Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunitions From Genesis to Revelation, yeah The next generation will be, hear me All the crimes committed day by day No one try to stop it, in anyway All the peacemakers turn war officers Hear what I say Police and thieves in the street, ooh yeah Fighting the nation with their guns and ammunition Police and thieves in the street, ooh yeah Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunitions Oh yeah Oh yeah All the crimes committed in day by day No one try to stop it, in anyway All the peacemakers turn war officers Hear what I say Police and thieves in the street, ooh yeah Fighting the nation with their guns and ammunitions Police and thieves in the street, ooh yeah Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunitions Police and thieves Police, police and thieves Police and thieves Police, police and thieves

Roots train number one, is coming Reggae train number one, is coming Roots train number one, is coming Reggae train number one, is coming Train number one, is coming Carrying all righteous people If you want to get onboard the train You gotta be righteous You gotta be clean in thought, word and deed To get onboard the train To get onboard the train To get onboard the train Roots train number one, is coming Reggae train number one, is coming Gotta get onboard, gotta get onboard Gotta get onboard! Going to a land, going to a land Where everything is great Roots train number one, is coming Reggae train number one, is coming Gotta get onboard, gotta get onboard Gotta get onboard! Going to a land, going to a land Where everything is great Roots train number one, is coming Reggae train number one, is coming Roots train number one, is coming Reggae train number one, is coming

Listen, people listen Listen, now Son, don't put your hat Where you can't reach it It doesn't make no sense Good things come For those who work hard for it Adjust yourself To the life you can afford to live The road to the top Is long and winding A foolish dog Barks at the flyin' bird Patient man ride donkey Patient man ride donkey So, cool out son Cool out son You have to creep Before you walk Where there is life There is hope So, cool out son Son, don't put your hat Where you can't reach it It doesn't make no sense Good things come For those who work hard for it Adjust yourself To the life you can afford to live The road to the top Is long and winding A foolish dog Barks at the flyin' bird Patient man ride donkey Patient man ride donkey So, cool out son Cool out son You have to creep Before you walk Where there is life There is hope So, cool out son Son, don't put your hat Where you can't reach it It doesn't make no sense Good things come For those who work hard for it Adjust yourself To the life you can afford to live The road to the top Is long and winding A foolish dog Barks at the flyin' bird Patient man ride donkey Patient man ride donkey So, cool out son Cool out son So, cool out son Cool out son