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Naah Leggo

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I can remember the good old days What you say? can you remember? But now the children in the ghetto want food to eat The people on the street want somewhere to sleep Help them lord The children in the ghetto want food to eat The people on the street want somewhere to sleep Help them lord Help them lord, help them lord But I say, you can't blame the youth them Maybe some of the time But you can't blame the youth them They are victims of poverty, yeah They are victims of poverty, yeah But the natty dread will hang on in there We nah lay go Hang on, hang on in there We can't lay go Hang on, hang on in there We nah lay go Hang on, hang on in there Times gets so hard everyone's going crazy And the youth them thinking about taking off their arms again Because you bound us here in poverty, yeah I said you hold us here in captivity Everywhere we turn it's another story I say, and everywhere we turn it's another story But the natty dread will hang on in there We nah lay go We can't lay go We nah lay go We can't lay go We nah lay go We can't lay go Wake up, wake up, wake up at 6 am No one wants to be their friends Is it because they don't wear no shoes Make you don't like them? Is it because they ain't got no clues? Every time I see your face you're smiling And your leadership on the runt is a big disgrace But the natty dread will hang on in there We nah lay go We nah lay go We never, never, we nah lay go We can't lay go Never lay go But we got to dread hang on in there We nah lay go We can't lay go We nah lay go We can't lay go We nah lay go We can't lay go We nah The children in the ghetto want food to eat The people on the street want somewhere to sleep Help them, Mr. Big Man, Mr. Big Man The children in the ghetto want food to eat The people on the street got nowhere to sleep Help them, Mr. Big Man, Mr. Big Man But I say, you can't blame the youth them You can't blame the youth them Go on and give me again You can't blame the youth them No you can't, President You can't blame the youth them They are veterans of your poverty now They are victims of your captivity They are victims of your poverty now They are victims of your captivity But the natty dread hang on in there Say we nah lay go We never lay go Say we nah lay go We never, never lay go We never, never lay go Jah, Jah children nah lay go My Rastaman nah lay go Black man say we nah lay go Iyah man say we nah lay go We hang on in there We hang on, hang on in there We hang on in there