Treach, Yami Bolo, Damian Marley — Stand A Chance

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Where there’s more hungry mouths than food to eat
It’s where the homeless roam the street
Where broken glass and broken dreams
Are shattered and scattered amongst debris
Sufferation wrath and still they laugh
And dream of a mansion above the half
No one to speak upon there behalf
Now tell me
Do they stand a chance?
Where there’s more food than mouths to feed
Where you’ll find those who claim to lead
Because of all their personal greed
They always want more than they need
They don’t help those below the half
Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it’s all we’ll ever ask
When will they make a change?
Children lift your heads to the one
Who create the sun, my children
And your light will shining again
Show the world, Jah love is okay
When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give him thanks and praise
Illegal guns they roam the night
In hungry hands waiting to bite
The first sign of any food in sight
Youths in the dark searching for light
Hard time they face is not a choice
Police curfew is no surprise
And with no one to be there voice
Do they stand a chance?
Where there’s more food than mouths to feed
Where you’ll find those who claim to lead
Because of all their personal greed
They always want more than they need
They don’t help those below the half
Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it’s all we’ll ever ask
When will they make a change?
It’s like a punk never check or dem did forget
Say a death we nature naughty
Ah true mi go born uptown tell dem fools don’t cross me
That’s only where cindy brought me
And that’s why they can’t impress me with no boasty car
Me know dat ah kill dem softly
And then they’re not really even who they think they are
They’re not really moving crafty
Mi get fi understand say them plan dem faulty
Well nuff a dem a twenty and favor forty
Filthy rich big belly and hearty
Di real Gideon will be arriving shortly
Rasta nuh beat binghi drum we claatt it
We live longer ’cause we food nuh salty
We grow stronger and dem can’t assault we
So haile Rastafari love and exhalt it
Children lift your heads to the one
Who create the sun, my children
And your light will shining again
Show the world, Jah love is okay
When you rise and greet the sun
Lets give him thanks and praise
Children lift your heads to the one
Who create the sun, my children
And your light will shining again
Show the world, Jah love is okay
When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give him thanks and praise
Where there’s more hungry mouths than food to eat
It’s where the homeless roam the street
Where broken glass and broken dreams
Are shattered and scattered amongst debris
Sufferation wrath and still they laugh
And dream of a mansion above the half
No one to speak upon there behalf
Do they stand a chance?
Where there’s more food than mouths to feed
Where you’ll find those who claim to lead
Because of all their personal greed
They always want more than they need
They don’t help those below the half
Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it’s all we’ll ever ask
When will they make a change?
Children lift your heads to the one
Who create the sun, my children
And your light will shining again
Show the world, Jah love is okay
When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give him thanks and praise