Tiken Jah Fakoly – One Step Forward ft. Max Romeo

One Step Forward, extrait de l’album ‘Racines’ disponible http://po.st/RacinesiTunes
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“”Ce disque Racines est un hommage aux grands classiques du reggae qui m’accompagnent depuis mon enfance”” (Tiken Jah Fakoly).

Enregistré au Studio Tuff Gong à Kingston avec Sly & Robbie, Mikey Chung, Robbie Lyn et à Bamako pour les instruments mandingues, ce disque fait la passerelle entre la Jamaïque et le continent africain.
11 covers de Bob Marley à Burning Spear, de Peter Tosh à Buju Banton et de nombreux featurings : U-Roy, Max Romeo, Ken Boothe, Jah9.

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One Step Forward
Artist
Tiken Jah Fakoly
Writers
Lee “Scratch” Perry
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They Don’t Give A F**** About Us

Y’all ain’t never just tripped and pictured
And just looked at the whole situation
Cause once u look at it
You know
(Once you really do)
They don’t give a fuck about us
They don’t give a fuck about us
They don’t give a fuck about us
If I choose to ride
Thuggin’ till the day I die
Nobody give a fuck about us
But when I start to rise
A hero in they children’s eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
Some say niggaz is hard headed cause we love to trip
Equipped with game so we bang wit this thuggish shit
I see you trying to hide, Hoping that nobody don’t notice
You must always remember you’re still a member of the hopeless
See ya black like me, So you snap like me
When these devils try to plot, Trap our young black seeds
Look it, Cops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin’
Lookin’ for role models, Our father figures is bases
Some say they expect Illuminate take my body to sleep
Niggas at the party with they shotties, Just as rowdy as me
Before I fear computer chips, I gotta deal wit brothas flippin’
I don’t see no devils bleedin’, Only black blood drippin’
We can change, whatcha now say?
I’m watchin’ niggaz work their lives out without pay (huh)
Whatever it takes to switch places wit the bustas on top
I’m bustin’ shots make the world stop
They don’t give a fuck about us
And if I choose to ride
Thuggin’ till the day I die
Cause they don’t give a fuck about us
But when I start to rise
A hero in they children’s eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
And if I choose to ride
Thuggin’ till the day I die
Nobody gives a fuck about us
But when I start to rise
A hero in they children’s eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
(EDI)
It’s the morning after and now all the laughter is gone
Time to reflect on what you did cause they saying you wrong
I’m sure you had your reasons dawg, I don’t doubt you
See the simple fact of the matter is they don’t give a fuck about you
Or them five mouths you forced to feed (uh-huh)
No including yourself, All you want is wealth they perceiving itas greed
So as you loaded up that mack and continue to bust your mind
was on paper, Thinking they don’t give a fuck about us
(Tupac)
I’m seeing it clearer
Hating the picture in the mirror
They claim we inferior
So why the fuck these devils fear ya?
I’m watching my nation die, genocide the cause
Expect a blood bath, The aftermath is y’alls
I told ya last album, we need help cause we dying
Give us a chance, help us advance cause we trying
Ignore my whole plea, watching us in disgust
And then they beg when my guns bust
They don’t give a fuck about us
And if I choose to ride
Thuggin’ till the day I die
Nobody gives a fuck about us
But when I start to rise
A hero in they children’s eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
And if I choose to ride
Thuggin’ till the day I die
Nobody gives a fuck about us
But when I start to rise
A hero in they children’s eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
(Kastro)
Now all my homies got love for me
Down to catch a slug for me
Guaranteed to bleed deeply
Now that’s love, Shit
Nobody else could give a fuck
If I’m tore down, from the floor down
Six-feet deep in the cut
What the fuck done went wrong
How long will I be mourned?
When I’m gone, same song
Ain’t gave a fuck all along
And who am I to blame ’em?
Just do or die through the rainin’
Since they don’t give a fuck
I don’t, feel what I’m saying?
(Kadafi)
Now thug niggaz die but multiply in doubles
Wrapped in plastic, Or closed casket for our troubles
Present times, We busted like bubbles
With the police, This nation’s peace sent here to run you
Now look at what this crooked world has come to
I grew up on the other side of perfect, a life of hurtin’
Man I still hustle, so I’m dyin’ certain
So why spent your time poor and working
I see no reason, So I stay ballin’ season to season
Why you stuck thinking that they give a fuck?
(Napolean)
You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying
Cause half of my niggas, long gone,
Buried in the dirt just for trying
Sometimes I think my block is dying, And that it’s awful
To wake up to another day, shit ain’t change that awful
I wake up sweatin’, dreamin’, coughin’
Seein’ me upside down backwards head twisted
While I’m layin’ in the coffin
The shit comes around so often, So tell me something
Before I take it out on the world, and get to dumpin’
Nigga I been so through pain go through the struggle
Doin the same thing you did at my age and that’s hustlin’
On the edge of straight bustin’
Well since you don’t give a fuck, you frontin’
And I’ma drink my Hennessey like it ain’t nothin’
(Tupac)
Now if I choose to ride, thuggin’ till the day I die
They don’t give a fuck about us
While I’m kickin’ rhymes, getting to their children’s minds
Now they give a fuck about us
They wanna see us die, they kick us every time we try
They don’t give a fuck about us
So while I’m getting high, I’m watching as the world goes by
Cause they don’t give a fuck about us
Now if I choose to ride, thuggin’ till the day I die
They don’t give a fuck about us
While I’m kickin’ rhymes, getting to their children’s minds
Now they give a fuck about us
They wanna see us die, they kill us every time we try
They don’t give a fuck about us
So while I’m getting high, I’m watching as the world goes by
Cause they don’t give a fuck about us
Get your money nigga get your money!
Rise my nation rise
They don’t give a fuck about us… rise
Get your asses on the right path nigga
They don’t give a fuck about us
Get your money nigga get your money!

 

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They Don’t Give A F**** About Us · 2Pac · The Outlawz

Better Dayz

℗ 2002 Amaru Entertainment, Inc., Under exclusive license to Interscope Records

Released on: 2002-01-01

Producer, Associated Performer, Recording Arranger, Studio Personnel, Mixer: Johnny “J”
Studio Personnel, Engineer, Mixer: Ian Boxill
Studio Personnel, Asst. Recording Engineer: Warren Bletcher
Associated Performer, Keyboards: Ronnie King
Unknown, Other: The Outlawz
Composer: Tupac Shakur
Composer: Johnny Jackson
Composer: Yafeu Fula
Composer: Mutah Beale
Composer: Katari Cox

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They Don’t Care About Us (Remastered Version)

All I want to say is that they don’t really care about us
Don’t worry what people say, we know the truth
All I want to say is that they don’t really care about us
Enough is enough of this garbage
All I want to say is that they don’t really care about us
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody, allegation
In the suit, on the news
Everybody, dog food
Bang, bang, shot dead
Everybody’s gone mad
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me
Don’t you black or white me
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I’m tired of bein’ the victim of hate
You’re rippin’ me of my pride, oh, for God’s sake
I look to heaven to fulfill this prophecy
Set me free
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Trepidation, speculation
Everybody, allegation
In the suit, on the news
Everybody, dog food
Black man, blackmail
Throw the brother in jail
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible ’cause you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I’m tired of bein’ the victim of shame
They’re throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can’t believe this is the land from which I came
You know I really do hate to say it
The government don’t want to see
But if Roosevelt was livin’
He wouldn’t let this be, no, no
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody, litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
Some things in life, they just don’t want to see
But if Martin Luther was livin’
He wouldn’t let this be, no, no
Skin head, dead head
Everybody’s gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody, allegation
In the suit, on the news
Everybody, dog food
Kick me, kike me
Don’t you wrong or right me
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us (we’re deep in fire) 
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us (I’m here to remind you)
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about
All I want to say is that
They don’t really care about us

 

 

 

X Clan “Fire & Earth” Uncut [HD]

 

X-Clan established themselves as a vital force in the conscious era of hip hop in the early 1990’s. Group members Professor X and Brother J wore articles of clothing and jewelry which payed homage to the indigenous tribes in Africa. X- Clan lyrics invoked Egyptian philosophies coupled with new age mystic teachings. “Fire & Earth” appears on X Clan’s sophomore album “Xodus: The New Testament.”

“Freedom Or Death ”

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