One World Government - Kontrast

Can't get no sleeves for my records Can't get no laces for my shoes Can't get no fancy notes on my blue guitar I can't get no antidote for blues Oh yeah, blues I can't find the reasons for your actions Or I don't much like the reasoning you use Somehow your motives are impure Or somehow I can't find the cure Can't get no antidote for blues Oh yeah, blues They say it's mostly vanity That writes the plays we act They tell me that's what everybody knows There's no such thing as sanity And that's the sanest fact That's the way the story goes Oh yeah Oh, yeah Blues Can't get no remedy on my TV It's nothing but the same old news Well, they can't find a way to be One world in harmony Can't get no antidote for blues Alright, yeah, blues Blues Oh yeah Blues Alright

Man steady with di matic Any weh mi see di enemy Mi clap it, oh God Steady up, man bring it any weh mi go Outside and a bun a spliff Glock 17 deh ya, wid di rubber grip Yuh know Wileside never fear nobody Any weh wi go fi bwoy, wid a new suntin' Two duppy haffi go pon it Murder di fucker dem Run it out fast, den mi tun it up again Di streets lock, yo a Wileside government Yesterday mi fuck yuh gyal Tomorrow she come again A Wileside Yuh haffi know wi nuh love man bredda Yuh nuh see a bare gun man deh ya Wileside man fall black rain Pon a bright sunny day Mek it tun bad weather We have di .45 and di bruck back special So nuh 'cause nuh ruption bredda Wileside will fall black rain Pon a bright sunny day Mek it tun bad weather One time Di K a fire fire rapid Light up di place like a fire rocket From mi a bout 14 mi buy a matic Mi bring it go a school, inna mi Jans it deh traffic Wileside president, mi a di daddy Bare gyal wan fling di pussy pon di Jahvi Tek weh bwoy gyal no apology Real G, nuh monopoly Steer Town deh ya Rose Heights deh ya From bay route deh yah then coo yah deh Roll out di bi Black Beamer wid di white leather You Mr. Man don't call mi nuh bredda After yuh never deh ya When man a hunt fi di gold like treasure My gyal dem deh ya And di thugs dem deh ya Dog wi nuh tek check bro, wi nuh bank teller 'Cause wi nuh love man bredda Yuh nuh see a bare gun man deh ya Wileside man fall black rain Pon a bright sunny day Mek it tun bad weather My lane and Upton deh ya Salt Marsh an' Duncan's deh ya When yuh see di Wileside Nuh 'cause ruption bredda 'Cause a gun man dem ya And yuh fi know mi nuh fuck man bredda Yuh nu see a bare gun man deh ya Wileside man fall black rain Pon a bright sunny day Mek it tun bad weather Oh Bee Gee, no love man bredda Rock One don't love man bredda Hemton we fall black rain 'Pon a bright sunny day And mek it tun bad weather One time We out yah We out yah A Wileside We out yah You haffi know we nuh fuck man bredda A bare gun man deh ya No 'cause ruption bredda A bare gun man dem One time Man steady with d matic Any weh mi see mi enemy Mi clap it, oh God Steady up, yeh wi bring it any weh wi go Dawg we nuh fuck man bredda You nuh see a bare gun man deh ya Hmm Hemton One time

Give a man a free house and he'll bust out the windows Put his family on food stamps, now he's a big spender No food on the table and the bills ain't paid 'Cause he spent it on cigarettes and P.G.A. They'll turn us all into beggars 'cause they're easier to please They're feeding our people that Government Cheese Give a man a free lunch and he'll figure out a way To steal more than he can eat 'cause he doesn't have to pay Give a woman free kids and you'll find them in the dirt Learning how to carry on the family line of work It's the man in the White House, the man under the steeple Passing out drugs to the American people I don't believe in anything, nothing is free They're feeding our people the Government Cheese Decline and fall, fall down baby Decline and fall, said fall way down now Decline and fall, fall down little mama Decline and fall, decline and fall Give a man a free ticket on a dead end ride And he'll climb in the back even though nobody's driving Too ******* lazy to crawl out of the wreck And he'll rot there while he waits for the welfare check Going to hell in a handbag, can't you see I ain't gonna eat no Government Cheese