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Jah Bouks – Angola
Yes, Rasta
All of me black people dem belong to Africa
So a so we a go keep the Gideon hot
Haile!
Hey ah, oh, oh
Hmm-mmm, hmm-mmm-mmm
Hey
Call Angola, call Angola
Up a Mama Africa, ‘Gola
Call Angola
Call Angola, call Angola
Up a Shashamane, ‘Gola
Call Angola
Me burn the fire hot ‘pon Babylon
Nah tek no chat from Babylon
‘Cause a you corrupt the ghetto youths
With unno wicked acts, unno Babylon
When me walk, I trample down Babylon
Talk and rawt down Babylon
Unno always deh yah with your clans and plans
Waan come trap bingi man
Unno think unno can come tek Mama Africa from we again?
No, unno cyaan come tek Mama Africa from we again
Unno think unno can come tek Mama Africa from we again?
No, unno cyaan come tek Mama Africa from we again
Through religion, you burn down a Lebanon
Lick yourself and a blame Afghanistan
With unno tricks and cons, implement a plan
Then you go dig down Saddam
Me see you a draw nearer and nearer
But the oil Mama got nah go share yah
Oh, me nah get scared fi defend the square
Up a Shashamane and Gayle
Unno cyaan come tek Mama Africa from we again
Unno think unno can come tek Mama Africa from we again?
No, unno cyaan come tek Mama Africa from we again
Unno think unno can come tek Mama Africa from we again?
Dem no like when we hide inna the hills
Dem waan we stay yah fi pay dem bills
When you think say a save, you a save little cabbage
Dem alone a count off the meals
It’s an authentic reggae beat
Make me skank off the shoes off a me feet
A get three Peter Tosn, two Bob Marley
And the little Beres sound sweet
Unno cyaan come tek Mama Africa from we again
Unno think unno can come tek Mama Africa from we again?
No, unno cyaan come tek Mama Africa from we again
Unno think unno can come tek Mama Africa from we again?
So, the bingi man a call Angola (hot!)
Call Angola
Up a Mama Africa, ‘Gola
Call Angola
Call Angola, Call Angola
Up a Shashamane, ‘Gola
Call Angola
Me burn the fire hot ‘pon Babylon
Nah tek no chat from Babylon
‘Cause a you corrupt the ghetto youths
With unno wicked acts, unno Babylon
When me walk, I trample down Babylon
Talk and rawt down Babylon
Unno always deh yah with your clans and plans
Waan come trap bingi man
Unno think unno can come tek Mama Africa from we again?
Haile!
Haile Selassie I, you know?
