Foundation (Soca fix)
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Glorious be to the most high
Jah Rastafari
Woah na na na na na
Hey, it's Sly and Robbie
A just Selassie I send dem, well
Play music fi heathen, well
See the Christian we call dem, yeah
'Cause a the devil control dem, Sly
A Selassie I send dem, well
Cah music haffi play dem, yeah
Mister Robbie, him a bass dem, well
Taxi Gang come tell dem say that
Well, mister Sly, well
Music we a play and we a trample over jungle
Trample down at Fiji, Rema dem we a talk to
All Rema man dem only fi cool and only fi humble
Put down all the gun and leave the chain and all the bangle
Cah Selassie I, well, we ready fi we people
All Rastaman and Bobo man we all a talk to
Sly, dem a play, we a lick down the evil
Come down Taxi Gang, come play fi the
Music man
Nah, you know what?
Taxi Gang
A Selassie I send dem, well
Music fi lick the heathen dem
All the Christian we call dem, well
'Cause a the devil control dem but
Long time we a tell dem say fi low carnival
Dem waan mix Rastaman in dem bacchanal
True Mr. Sly, him a foundation
That's why him play music fi each and every
Music we a play and easy we run the route
Music we a play fi all the man dem down at south
Easy Mr. Sly and Taxi Gang run the route
You no hear the music? Dem a bawl out
Mission impossible, a nuh teach people
Play fi all the dumb, the deaf, the blind, and all the cripple
Oh, Mr. Sly, how you humble and you grumble
Because we too comfortable, 'cause we tell dem
A King Selassie I send dem, well
Taxi Gang come fi warn dem, well
Music under heathen, yes
The pope will control dem, well
Trample the Christian and the beast of Alba Shannon
Mr. Rastaman, don't you know say you ever wrong?
Mr. Sly play the music from nineteen, how long?
Dem a play fi Bob Marley, Peter Tosh and Hush
How dem fi diss we when we know say we nuh nervous?
A foundation we dig the land
A we set the plan and a we buy the road
Look how long we a warn dem say
King Selassie I a call dem, hey
But true the devil control dem, hey
And the boy dem never listen say
Mr. Sly a say, Beenie Man a say, Taxi Gang a play dem
This yah one yah pass January morning
From now we a give out the warning
Some boy haffi go try do some farming
Mr. Sly, a music we playing
Well, from now badman is starting
Well, Taxi Gang, don't you know dem run the thing?
And don't you know say a we have the in thing?
Well, follow Beenie Man and sing
Woah na na, woah na na, na na na
Woah na na na na na, na na na na
Nah nah nah
You never see this yet
DJ and instrumental combination
You never see it, a history it come hit pon the land
Easy Mr. Sly and Beenie Man and Taxi Gang
Easy Mr. Bulbie, you a foundation
Easy Leroy Smart because you know you are the don
Sly sing song from nineteen, how long you natty know?
A somewhere from 1971 and long before that
Hey, hey, hey, cool your man
Hey, Mr. Sly, Mr. Taxi Gang run the city
Beenie Man deh pon the mic, we a preach to everybody
But a lyrics we a talk