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Shoot IT

Babylon Circus
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You never see me come with a gun And try to shoot them (Babylon) Tonight I feel like roaring like a lion Not a tonka to hurt anyone Tonight we gonna have war (war) But I know we can make it without making any victims Don't want to be a star Just let me jump on the scene to shout it on the riddim Me no come to tell you what is best Me come to show you (who's the best) Just looking for a positive way to protest Looking for a constructive way to contest So much things to say kept inside your heart That's the way the system will keep you apart Come, come, come people, down hand a feel ya Come, come, come people, shout it up here Shout it up, shout it up, shout it up here Come up on the stage to make everybody hear Just have to sing and dance No have to use any violence Just have to sing and dance That's the way we shout out our resistance So that's the way we gonna make it Shouting our message like a bullet (bullet, bullet) People rally round, them a walking along Coming together to make a big fire People hear the sound coming (sound) People hear the sound coming (higher) People rally round coming (sound, sound) People rally round coming (higher, higher) People coming, coming, coming (sound, sound Sound, sound, sound, sound, sound, higher) Don't take for revolutionaries All of them wicked mercenaries Them come down to wipe out your worst enemy Them a brave, them a strong like an army You hear about them, but you can't see no face You should see them resting in a golden palace Yesterday's rebel become your minister No more trouble, no more trouble, but nothing goes better Poor and the dirty come rich and greedy No care for you, no care for me, no care for anybody Check out this foolish mentality Check out this political slavery Don't give sympathy and brutality 'Cause it will only benefit one minority You're dreaming of a dreadful revenge We always do that and the things never change Dreaming of a dreadful revenge But we always do that and the things never change Never change, never change, never change, never change Never change, never change, never change, never change, never change We got a bass, we got drums Baby, like a free rock rolling on the rock We got guitars, we got organs Like birds in the hood, them a talk, talk, talk Got a sax, a trumpet and a trombone Lightning shaking the trees We got voices and we got ideas And we carry all that stuff inna Babylon