Thursday, May 14, 2009

Lyrics to Redemption by Cali P

Hail The Most High Jah.
Rastafari Yah!
Hail The Most High Jah.
Cali P tell dem diss. . .

So a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
Then mek dem know say dutty Babylon must get defeat.
Yow a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
RASTAFARI bless the meek.
So a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
Then mek dem know say dutty Babylon must get defeat.
Yow a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
RASTAFARI bless the meek.

Fools can’t believe it when dem see it.
Rasta youth turn on the heat, righteousness come delete the beast.
Fi dem a trouble, to we it ah di least wi no sees yeah.
Jah army must increase.
Jah call upon di youth and dem strong.
I & I HIM send forth fi teach di nation
The world must come together as one.
Rastafari is The MOST HIGH.
It no matter where you from.
So just take care of the flattering tongues.
Who will try to deceive you with dollars, pounds and francs.
Give you coke fi yuh brains and cigarettes fi yuh lungs.
I & I shall not want say King David’s psalm!

So a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
Then mek dem know say dutty Babylon must get defeat.
Yow a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
RASTAFARI bless the meek.
Go tell dem a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
Then mek dem know say dutty Babylon must get defeat.
Yow a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
RASTAFARI bless the meek.

Too much wolves inna di Reggae music.
Try get some powers and then misuse it.
Confuse it.
First with good words but now them start to lose it.
Me no need nuthin to prove it.
Be wise cause Rasta never weary.
There is a mission to accomplish so open your ears and you will hear it.
Believe me.
Jah Jah always see we, hear we and feel we.
So better gwan stay with it.
I know that life is the most precious.
So if some pretenders try come up they can’t bless us.
Cause I praise the Black Jessus.
Fyah bun!
None a dem caan wreck us!

So tell dem a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
Then mek dem know say dutty Babylon must get defeat.
Yow a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
RASTAFARI bless the meek.
Go tell dem a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
Then mek dem know say dutty Babylon must get defeat.
Yow a redemption!
Yow a redemption!
Go deh!

Jah bless me with a third verse.
Put Babylon in reverse.
More love, no curse.
Selassie I is the first.
I’m alert.
No time at all they can’t come hurt.
Them get splurt, from dem never respect Mother Earth.
Cali P walk out and talk out inna di Gideon.
Cuz I & I come conquer all di evil man.
Wid Rastafari faith wi try come to perfection and never stop chant for redemption.
Yow repatriation.
Yow it is di nation.
Mek dem know dis a wissie assassination
So Fyah bun di pagan.
Fyah bun di demon.
Mek dem know yow well a Redemption!

So a redmption! Yay!
Yow a redemption!
Yow a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
Then mek dem know say dutty Babylon must get defeat.
Yow a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
RASTAFARI bless the meek.
Go tell dem a redemption when Rasta touch di street.
Then mek dem know say dutty Babylon must get defeat.
Yow a redemption yay. . .






Taken from Cali P's album Lyrical Faya

4 comments:

  1. Amazing! Thank you very much

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  2. No problem. Thanks for stopping by Matias.

    BALANCE
    RasAchis

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  3. The verse is-

    "Mek dem know dis a wissie assassination"

    Much Love, JAH JAH BLESS

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  4. Give thanx my friend, correction made

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