Life and Soul

The Other Cheek – Tanya Stephens

The Other Cheek – Tanya Stephens

The people they say, them a talk, a no but na listen them all along, so me want to put it in the form of a song
Its like you be true with choice, so this is to all of you, from all of us
Providing no job and telling us not to crime, is like beating a child and telling them not to cry
With all the highways you build and go through, you never build a little avenue for the yout dem
Burn dem up, things a run a muck, what will you really think will happen
If they not earn a buck, none of us, really want this shit to happen
Yeow Mister, ya know I’m not trying to dis ya, but everything not so crisp yea
We just a beg a little help Pri minister – YEA
Do you expect me to turn the other cheek, taste my tears and admit defeat?
Do you expect me to listen when you speak; you never ever practice what you preach
Do you expect me to still come out and vote, no matter what happens where always broke
& My people, sick and tired of being poor, that the Empress a chant and the lion a roar
OH ONE WOULD SAY –YEA
Oh even the richest man if he learn to take a stance, when, dem realize them no safe in a da mansion
It’s a tuff way to learn that ya no really secure, when the problems of the poor, come kick down ya door
The yout’s dem again, 2001, for everyone who knows the season, who say
That treating us in clumps why don’t you cure the disease, ya know
Things must really get wicked when pay check is less than your speeding ticket
Mr, you know we no try to dis ya, but everything not so crisp yea, we just look a little help Pri minister
YEA – Do you expect me to turn the other cheek, taste my tears and except defeat
Do you expect me to listen when you speak; you never ever practice what you preach
Do you expect me to still come out and vote, no matter what happens I’m always broke &
My people sick and tired of being poor that the Empress a chant and da lion a roar
OH ONE WHOULD SAY- YEA…. It goes like this
Well we say, money if it run, an if it a run in a bungle, let it go a ream on a get in de jungle
Yo I got a need for water right down to de dirt, when lies ya told ya mother, and with lies you go caught
Gonna better fire up de oven, oh no need to start build & the group of the man a wanna slice of the cake
Well a man a want to ease them, really for put down their gun & I know why dem love war
But the food have to run, why tall and widest road, you know we have a little message for dis yout
IT GOES LIKE THIS
Mr – ya ego big ya might a think we a dis ya, but everything not so crisp yea,
We just a beg a little help Pri minister Yea
Do you expect me to turn the other cheek, taste my tears and except defeat?
Do you expect me to listen when you speak; you never ever practice what you preach
Do you expect me to still come out and vote, no matter what happens where always broke
& The people sick and tired of being poor that the Empress a chant and the Lion a roar
OH ONE WOULD SAY – YEA WELL
Do you expect me to turn the other cheek, taste my tears and except defeat?
Do you expect me to listen when you speak; you never ever practice what you preach
Do you expect me to still come out and vote, what happens where always broke
& The people sick and tired of being poor that the Empress a chant and the Lion a roar

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