Blinded by Maxwell Ranger Lyrics
[Intro]
Yo, [?]
Yo, Paks
Life, reality, you dun know
It's a natural job
Ja, Rastafa!
[Verse 1]
So many people get [?] in da ghetta
Nuf ah dem ah lose them life in da ghetta
Fuh da money an' da power them ah work feelin' devil
And mislead da yout, dem from dem was likkle
The system's a brainwash - nobody's livin'
Six [?] a week you ah work for your shilling
[?] a work, you'll get left with nuttin'
Da leaders of da world dem ah press man's button
'Cause everywhere we look everybody's in debt
Gyal ah push right, but she can't make it pay it yet
[?] for da latest crep
[?] from Jordan May
Look pan di block pan da rudeboy's dead!
Shotta won't eat like the rich man dead!
[?} survivor ting!
[?]
It's coming like [?] and full of thank
But is that about color or which part you live?
The system's designed... to keep you negative
So we often seek knowledge and stay positive
Turn off you television, boy switch off you phone!
Pick up your book and search with your soul!
If you don't find peace when your sittin' at your own
Then you often meditate, let the energy flow
[Verse 2]
Cuh people are lost and searching for love
If you don't look with fin, then you'll end up with lust
If you don't love yourself, then you ain't got much
All the riches in the world can't fill that spot
So mi often take time and ah tell a young bucks (bucks):
Anything mi do mi [?] impress my God
It keeps me movin' when the going gets tough
It keeps me strong and it keeps me up
Survival of the fittest make a boy [?]
But me nah want woman, spread peace and love
Da world is full of chaos: everybody's on drugs
Some get it from them doctors and take it in da clubs
Feelin' like a slave in my own fuckin' ulcer
[?]
Feelin' like I'm fallin' through a big [?]
[?}
But everybody knows man, the system's corrupt
Taxsta won't tax, but [?]
Robbin' from the poor man, fillin' up them gut
Me can't really win until dem crumble to dust
Oh lord, have mercy
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Oh lord, have mercy
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Outro:
Yo Paks, you dun know
Reality, life, truth, wisdom, and power
Yuh, guide da youtdem through the darkest hour
Ja, Rastafa, aye
Yo, [?]
Yo, Paks
Life, reality, you dun know
It's a natural job
Ja, Rastafa!
[Verse 1]
So many people get [?] in da ghetta
Nuf ah dem ah lose them life in da ghetta
Fuh da money an' da power them ah work feelin' devil
And mislead da yout, dem from dem was likkle
The system's a brainwash - nobody's livin'
Six [?] a week you ah work for your shilling
[?] a work, you'll get left with nuttin'
Da leaders of da world dem ah press man's button
'Cause everywhere we look everybody's in debt
Gyal ah push right, but she can't make it pay it yet
[?] for da latest crep
[?] from Jordan May
Look pan di block pan da rudeboy's dead!
Shotta won't eat like the rich man dead!
[?} survivor ting!
[?]
It's coming like [?] and full of thank
But is that about color or which part you live?
The system's designed... to keep you negative
So we often seek knowledge and stay positive
Turn off you television, boy switch off you phone!
Pick up your book and search with your soul!
If you don't find peace when your sittin' at your own
Then you often meditate, let the energy flow
[Verse 2]
Cuh people are lost and searching for love
If you don't look with fin, then you'll end up with lust
If you don't love yourself, then you ain't got much
All the riches in the world can't fill that spot
So mi often take time and ah tell a young bucks (bucks):
Anything mi do mi [?] impress my God
It keeps me movin' when the going gets tough
It keeps me strong and it keeps me up
Survival of the fittest make a boy [?]
But me nah want woman, spread peace and love
Da world is full of chaos: everybody's on drugs
Some get it from them doctors and take it in da clubs
Feelin' like a slave in my own fuckin' ulcer
[?]
Feelin' like I'm fallin' through a big [?]
[?}
But everybody knows man, the system's corrupt
Taxsta won't tax, but [?]
Robbin' from the poor man, fillin' up them gut
Me can't really win until dem crumble to dust
Oh lord, have mercy
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Oh lord, have mercy
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Outro:
Yo Paks, you dun know
Reality, life, truth, wisdom, and power
Yuh, guide da youtdem through the darkest hour
Ja, Rastafa, aye