Life and Soul

The Old, The New & The One

When I walk around London
It’s different races I see
You got every different people
Living in a strange harmony
You see the many cultures
Each with a God for his guide
Elevated and worshiped
Honoured with pride
All with there own stories to tell
Creation of heaven
Destruction of hell
Joy
Sorrow
Moral codes
Written captured as awareness of old
Over time we to move on
Leave the battles of the past
Learn to find a unity
Build futures made to last
Learn to forgive
Learn to love
As we replaced the Old with the New
Now its time for the One
Its testament is true
Who’s gonna be the profit
To come & see it through.

Fed Up – Sick to My Soul

Me I’m so fed up
I’m sick to my soul
All I see or hear of these days
From the streets or the news
Is too much life being destroyed and abused
You Know!
Our future is inherited
Through the deeds of our past
Scares physical and mental all left to last
Look at our world
See our mountains of shame
People so easily forgotten
Lost poverty and pain
Left wanting in our world
Of profit & shareholder gain
Now I say to our leaders
“You need to open your eyes”
See the truth, wake up, realize
“I’m better
“Because I’ve got more”
I don’t think so, not anymore
Time to outcast the few
With the shallowest of view
Show them there’s no room
Not anymore
Jealousy & Greed
Not anymore
No care for the need
This has no place
Not anymore
Hear Me!

Fed Up

So fed up
Sick to my soul
All I see & hear from the streets the news
Is more of life being destroyed & abused
We cut down the forest
Dump pollutants at sea
Spray crop with chemicals
Modify to please
We kill & cage animals
Pump fumes to our skies
Let waste flow in rivers
& Know one asks why
Its time!
Open your eyes
All so plain to see
We need to change
Re-arrange our destiny
The future is based on the deeds of our past
We need to find ourselves
If we the human race is going to last
It starts with you
The individual soul
Need to search inside
Realize your morals set your goals
Then and only then will things change
Our future positively rearranged.

Mating Call

I tell you Now’s the time
We now gonna show ya
How to get on and wind
Bring a little groove to move your behind
So get down
Unwind
Loose your inhibition
& Grind
Start working the rhythm
Drop the bass
Move ya waist
Groove on
Unwind
When I saw
I knew I wanted more
The way to get down
Grooving the dance floor
Pulled me in
Down on the dance floor
Getting it on
Calling
Wanting More
Getting down
Grooving the floor
Getting Down
Moving in the mating ground

Money Man

Every man he want to be a moneyman
Every girl she wants to have ha moneyman
What’s going on?
This no part of Jah Jah’s plan

It’s so easy to stick out ya back hand
Turn a blind eye
No matter what happened
Is this the way you want it to be?
Corrupted
Twisted for all history
Should we not be planning for our future?
Caring more for our sons & our daughters
There’s so many different ways we can change
Find the energy & try rearrange
What’s going on?
We lost sight of Jah Jah’s plan

Now we have come
Come such a long way
Everyman he now want his own say
But know one is listening
Know one understand
Know one remembers
Our reasons on this land

Not everyman – he need to be a moneyman
Not every girl she needs to have here moneyman

Love For Money

This one’s dedicated to the girl out of boad
How a sell her soul for vanity & gold

Can’t you feel your love for money?
Money will never set you free

Dis one dedicated to the man out of a road
Who a use the gun to shoot we people cold

Can’t you see you’ll never get far?
If you mind de pon war

This one dedicated to the mummies, the daddies
Who do wrong by their families
Have no care for their baby’s

Cant you see your never get far
If your mind it pon money and war
When only love can set you free
Yea!
Not your love for money