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Nah Sell Out
Anthony B
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Yo
Straight fire cyaa quench
Forward up front, nuh back bench
Straight fire cyaa cease
Yo, nuh trigger nah fi squeeze
Nah sell out, nah bow out
Fi money nor fame
Rasta nah sell out, nah bow out
Still a hail King Selassie I name
Yute nah sell out, nah bow out
Righteousness man proclaim
Rasta nah sell out, nah bow out
We nah pop nor lame
Two grand a week time, the poor cyaa work with that
Fi likkle okra, slime fish cyaa jerk with that
One bills inna yuh pocket, man cyaa splurt with that
Guns leggo outta street, yuh wi' get hurt with that
Tired fi see mama with empty hand
Tired fi see the youths a cry fi education
Yo, wah happen to the big man
Weh used to come around every election?
Nah sell out, nah bow out
Fi money nor fame
Rasta nah sell out, nah bow out
Righteousness man proclaim
Nah sell out, nah bow out
Hail King Selassie I name
Rasta nah sell out, nah bow out
This a nuh pop nor lame
See the youths dem a try book yuh, go call officer
Mussi waan dem turn a robber more than a hustler
Herb smoke nuh bad like the one inna yuh car muffler
Watch the bad card yuh draw, no Mr. Shuffler
Opposition leader and prime minister
Where is the future yuh crave fi the youngster?
Hungry dem waan food, homeless need shelter
Mi sister have five degree, a still a house helper
Nah sell out, nah bow out
Fi money nor fame
Rasta nah sell out, nah bow out
Still a hail King Selassie I name
Yute nah sell out, nah bow out
Righteousness man proclaim
Rasta nah sell out, nah bow out
Never pop nor lame
To every solution there's a problem
But yuh haffi have love if yuh waan solve dem
Babylon have the people under mop dem and attack dem
Use the system rob dem
Cyaa go supermarket, go push trolley
Cyaa buy Grabba, mussi less fi buy Collie
Cyaa tek care a Suzette, mussi less Ally
Haffi skill fi trod through death valley
Nah sell out, nah bow out
Fi money nor fame
Rasta nah sell out, nah bow out
The beast still a hail King Selassie I name
Yute nah sell out, nah bow out
Righteousness man proclaim
Nah sell out, nah bow out
Never pop nor lame
Two grand a week time, the poor cyaa work with that
Fi likkle okra, slime fish cyaa jerk with that
One bills inna yuh pocket, man cyaa splurt with that
Guns leggo outta street, yuh wi' get hurt with that
Nah sell out, nah bow out
Fi money nor fame
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