1.Start A New
Lyricist：Shane Brown, Ben Fletcher, Omar Ruben Riley
Shane, how she look so？
Dark glasses, a nuh she
And how she a walk so？
Yuh know seh mi a go ask har
Hey there, what's wrong woman？
Looks like your feeling down inside
He says he loves you but him a beat you
When him feel like and it's not right
A weh him really feel like？
How him fi beat, beat yuh den waan tek yuh clothes off
Abuse and mistreat yuh den later on seduce yuh
Mek him know him nah get nuh loving if a so den star
Di strength weh him a tek beat tek it go fight war
Face too pretty fi a wear scar
He'll never get to Zion if him a break yuh heart
Cut it off, let it go, start anew
Cut it off and find someone who love you, girl
Cut it off, life too short
Cut it off, nuh 'fraid to start over
Cut it off, a so how the healing start
You know it's not right, whole heap of fuss and fight
Him waan thump you inna yuh eye mum
It a raw waan lie down
You know it's not right, inna di most high sight
And there is nothing domestic about it
My girl a betta yuh low it
How him fi beat, beat yuh den waan tek yuh clothes off
Abuse and mistreat yuh den later on seduce yuh
Mek him know him nah get nuh loving if a so den star
Di strength weh him a tek beat tek it go fight war
Face too pretty fi a wear scar
He'll never get to Zion if him a break yuh heart
You've got to love yourself but you love someone
Never you hurt your flesh in the name of love, no
You've got to love yourself but you love someone
Never you hurt your flesh in the name of love, no
How him fi beat, beat yuh den waan tek yuh clothes off
Abuse and mistreat yuh den later on seduce yuh
Mek him know him nah get nuh loving if a so den star
Di strength weh him a tek beat tek it go fight war
Face too pretty fi a wear scar
He'll never get to Zion if him a break yuh heart
It's not right, cho, whole heap of fuss and fight
Inna di most high sight
And there's nothing domestic about it
How him fi beat, beat yuh den waan tek yuh clothes off
Abuse and mistreat yuh den later on seduce yuh
Mek him know him nah get nuh loving if a so den star
Di strength weh him a tek beat tek it go fight war
Face too pretty fi a wear scar
He'll never get to Zion if him a break yuh heart
Cut it off, let it go, start anew
Cut it off and find someone who love you, girl
Cut it off, life too short
Cut it off, nuh 'fraid to start over
Cut it off, a so how the healing start
Caan mek him hurt yuh no more
Dat man a beat, beat yuh den waan tek yuh clothes off
Abuse and mistreat yuh an den waan misuse yuh
2.Good Girl Gone Bad
Lyricist：Tarick Johnson, Omar Ruben Riley, Gregory Spence
Black side Russian
Head concussion
(Yo tarrus)
Well, who cyan hear dem a go feel mi seh
When you finga mash no badda cry mi seh
Alright den
Dem big inna body and will tell yuh dem ready
Mi nuh need no glass fi see dem force ripe
And thru' bad company some likkle pickney
Nah tek, no talk, a straight road, a street life
Mama likkle princess gone bad
Daddy's likkle angel bruk out
Mama likkle pearl, tell mi
Seh she ready fi di world, walkin' out
Just anodda good girl gone bad
Once she was a good girl but now she gone bad
Story of a good girl gone bad
And she don't know what she have, drivin' the family mad
Good girl gone bad
Once she was a good girl but now she gone bad
Story of a good girl gone bad
And she don't know what she have, drivin' the family mad
She go suh hard, who she impressin'？
The shortest clothes dem she always dress in
She loves to drink, she's into smokin'
And ecstasy, she's already floatin'
Mi seh a whole heap a man dem gyal yah back it up pon
From inna di church, di school bus, di taxi or minivan
And if you follow dem gyal yah, dem mek you bawl
Fi yuh madda from behind the prison bars
Worse if yuh a star nuh gi dem no par
Mama likkle angel gone bad
Daddy's likkle princess bruk out
Mama likkle pearl, a tell mi seh she ready fi di worl
Wha tek dis likkle girl？
Just anodda good girl gone bad
Once she was a good girl but now she gone bad
Story of a good girl gone bad
And she don't know what she have, drivin' the family mad
Good girl gone bad
Once she was a good girl but now she gone bad
Story of a good good girl gone bad
And she don't know what she have, drivin' the family mad
Who cyan hear dem a go feel mi seh
When you finga mash no badda cry mi seh
Who cyan hear dem a go feel mi seh
And when you finga mash no badda cry mi seh
Aright den
Well, dem big inna body and will tell yuh dem ready
Mi nuh need no glass fi see dem force ripe
Tarrus and thru bad company some likkle pickney
Nah tek, no talk, a straight road, a street light
Watch yah, mama likkle princess gone bad
And mi seh daddy's likkle angel bruk out now
Mama likkle pearl, tell mi seh she ready fi di world
Walkin out
Just anodda good girl gone bad
Once she was a good girl but now she gone bad
Story of a good good girl gone bad
And she don't know what she have, drivin' the family mad
Good girl gone bad
She was a good girl gone bad
Dis likkle good good good good girl gone bad
And now she don't know what she have, drivin' the family mad
Who can hear dem a go feel mi seh
When you finga mash no badda cry mi seh, hey
Who can hear dem a go feel mi seh
And when you finga mash no badda cry mi seh
Aright den
3.Love Created I
Lyricist：Omar Ruben Riley, Unknown
Blessed love, Satta Massagana
Igziabeher, Negust, Negast
Kadamawe, Kadamawe, Kadamawe
Give us the teaching of Marcus Garvey
Kebra Negast means Glory of Kings
Give I and I Selassie I and keep the guy
With the blue eyes for yourself
'Cause people without a vision perish like suicide
You tell me its not about color
Still you refuse to take the picture off the wall
All you do is trick the brothers, keep them confused
They don't know who to call in this critical war
And you tell me of a paradise in the sky but that's a lie
And you tell me, I was born in sin and shaped
In inequity when love created I
Look how many prophets tried
To open our eyes, you can't fool me
Look how they're treating us
This new millennium slavery
I see them hiding the chains
And still beating us daily
And now we mentally poisoned to fight we black skin
And bleaching ah the in thing far out and far in sin
You tell me its not about color
Still you refuse to take the images out your books
I know that's not how we look, kush
Don't take offense when we shout black power
It carries us through, we been abused
Put yourself in my shoes
And no tell me of a paradise in the sky
But that's a lie
Don't tell me, I was born in sin and shaped
In inequity when love created I
Look how many prophets tried
To open our eyes, you can't fool me
Kadamawe, Kadamawe, Kadamawe
Look how they're treating us
This new millennium slavery
I see them hiding the chains
And still beating us daily
And now we mentally poisoned
To fight we Black skin
And a bleaching ah the new thing
Far out and far in, sin
You tell me its not about color
Still you refuse to take the picture off the wall
All you do is trick the brothers, keep them confused
They don't know who to call in this, yeah spiritual war
So no tell me of a paradise in the sky
'Cause that's a lie and you tell me
I was born in sin and shaped in inequity
When love created I and I
Look how many prophets tried
To open our eyes, you can't fool me
Kadamawe, Kadamawe, Kadamawe
So don't tell me of a paradise in the sky
'Cause that's a lie, no, come tell me
I was born in sin and shaped in inequity
When love created I and I and I
Look how many prophets tried to open our eyes
You can't fool me
Kadamawe, Kadamawe, Kadamawe
You can't fool me, no
You can't fool me, no
4.Herbs Promotion
Tarrus Riley, Vybz Kartel ＆ Demarco
Ooh, oh ganja
Jah, Jah kno
(Tarrus Riley)
Jah kno
(Demarco)
Jah kno, Jah kno
(Teacha)
Jah kno, ha
Dem cya find mi herbs
Plant it in di black soil
(Cya get a draw)
Yeah
Well me nuh inna drugs and me's not much of a drinka
Foolish man drink fi drunk yah
Find me in a secret place with my chalwa
Hey, hey, a just di herbs man promote
(Truly)
Jah kno, Jah kno
A marijuana man promote, just get dem out
Strictly herbs man promote
(High grade)
Jah kno, Jah kno
A marijuana man promote
A it a mek mi
Long time it fi legalize
Dem sell inna di former CSI
Cah di youth dem wah buy
All big up inna joy through like unu fries
All Myspace fi advertise it
Youth dem seh up to di time
This ya herbs they a fah
This herbs is of all never at all hurt nobody no
A weh dem fightin it fah
(Yeah)
Gimmie di light and take a draw ganja
We nah go gouge yah
Well, mi nuh inna drugs
And me's not much have of a drinka
Strictly marijuana, yeah
You can find mi inna secret place
With my chalwa, boom
A mi seh no bush weed, no bush weed noo
Wizzla a light fi bun fi mi draw
Mi know you cya see inna mi face a head show
A di high grade stick it as we burn it slow
Heights a meditation mek man flow
Inspiration fi mi reach like whoa
Mi a rate many way many time many tame
Let's go let's go let's go, let's go
Herb it fi legalize is the tree of life
Like Mr. Marley said, 'Excuse mi, let mi take a light'
Di girl dem say gimmie dreamy eyes
It take mi to the sky, high grade everyday hey
(Seet)
This ya herbs they a fah
This herbs is of all never at all hurt nobody no
A weh dem fightin it fah
Gimmie di straight ganja, we nah gouge a
Hey, this a high grade promotion
Chronich campaign
Watch Mr. Riley wid di herb champagne
Food fi once brain that's what this contain
(Contain)
Police a come mi nah go hide my grades
Sorry squaddy, a me name Addi
A weed we a smoke cah we nah hurt nobody
Gwan go look fi guns and cocaine inna di ally
And low mi wid di weed
And mek mi push it like a trolley
(Trolley)
Some call it sensi, some a seh collie
But da spliff yah weh mi build it taller than by di dolly
(Jah kno)
Around di kutchie ride di rally
Black side present da weed ya to di teacha officially
Fadda this a di tree of life
Want plant it up Marcus I
A woulda never drink and drive
I woulda turn a mi yard and get high
A di coke it make fools die
Fi di bwoy want wisdow high high
Haile Selassie a guide high high
A listen up mek me tell yuh why
Mi nuh want nuh chemical
Nor drugs inna my ganja
Strictly right marijuana
Jesus spliff will mad you
Steam pipe betta than yuh paper
Black side plant it forever
We nah use no fertilize, no
Strictly herbs man promote
(High grade)
Jah kno, Jah kno
A marijuana man promote
Just get dem out
Strictly herbs man promote
Jah kno, Jah kno
A marijuana man promote, yeah
Tarrus, Riley, demarco
Di Teacha
Ode to marijuana
(Haha)
I'm out
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