For every opportunity we squeeze de last drop Seeds sown inna de past and now we?re reaping de crop Yer, spreading de roots an we?re no longer under-
Today the colour line/ is the power line/ is the poverty line Racism and imperialism work in tandem And poverty is their handmaiden Those who are poor
I'll be honest with you I hate war in all it's forms - Physical, psychological, spiritual.... emotional... environmental I hate war... And I hate having
New crash is coming Watch out IMF dem try to tek away your sight Boom an a gloom. Recession it a loom For de second time in ten years monies starting
Who controls the past controls the present And who controls the present controls the future The battle for the past is for the future Must be the winners
homegrown And now we're walking down de street Wid a brand new pride A spring inna de step Wid our heads held high Young asian brothers an sisters Moving
XX, it's time to liaise Let me introduce you to the brand new Krays No mention of the gangster - 'Informer' is the phrase No communication in the 'in'
The suits have changed But the old ties survive New Britannia Cool Who are you trying to fool? Behind your fashion-tashion I see nothing at all Care for the community
foundations and we know they're gonna last Present and the future we will never fall Realise united we stand and united we fall This is the wall of community
Truth hides under fallen rocks and stones At the end of a disconnected phone Truth hides down an unmarked street Buried deep beneath your feet Truth
The siren and the flute in unison 'Cos it's a part of my mission To break down division Mental compartments Psychological prisons. I'll be sowing the seeds of community