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I heard a baby crying, calling from the street
A little baby boy left there all alone
Where is your mummy?
Where is your daddy Where is your mummy
Where is your daddy?

Verse 1
Oh yes I hail Emmanuel so me love the street child
And that’s why them bile me she the jewel of the Nile
Our responsibility we cannot deny
Love the ghetto child if you love sellassie I
Man remember she Rastafari love I and I
Remember seh Emmanuel love I and I
We are talking about the homeless
Talk about the shelter less
Talk about the helpless
Society never car

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Jah Jah
The wicked get the blessings and they treat us like slaves
Please tell me ma ba
Yehowa
The good heart trod through the rocky road and get the blames

Jah created mankind in his own image
so this good soul i man not gonna let damage
yo yo yo
you told the youth them have to ask and they shall be given
and you told the youth them to knock and many doors will be open
the heart and the soul may be broken
but in the eyes of Jah they are not forgotten
the wicked get the blessings and the good souls are depressing
no matter what they say we are gonna have

Papa, Papa, come make we talk o
Come make we talk about Barack Obama
Mama, Mama, come make we talk o
Come make we talk about Barack Obama

It is time a black American president a great sign
Too long them’ disrespect blacks and Africans combine
Watch out Barack Obama and intensify your power turbine

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Ask Akon, he knows I am a convict

By the way, I am making reggaeton

You are my Air Force One

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Il est arrivé Oncle Ben's avec un drapeau
Voici du riz "Il ne colle jamais"
Il ne nous restait plus que la peau sur les os
Alors distribution de Dakar à Lomé
C'était du riz en grain américain

Des sacs partout mais il n'y avait pas un seul bouquin
Les hommes ont dit puisque c'est des colis
Nous, on reste au lit
Il nous a donné la recette du bonheur
Il nous a même donné l'heure

Tonton d'America

Il est arrivé habillé comme un cow-boy
Il était beau comme un paquet de clopes
Avec dans sa hotte la dernière gameboy
Des jouets qui valaient une fortune
Et une fusée pour aller sur l

Just the other day, the other day
I was talking to the weather man
About today oh oh oh
And all,all he could say
Was no one knows tomorrow

See I can read the weather child
I can say maybe the rain will fall
The sun will shine oh oh ohh….
But that’s as far as my story goes

Cos no one knows tomorrow
Oh oh ha…no one knows tomorrow

Tell me what’s the need
To go to war/all the killings
Just to settle some one else’s score o o o
When the victory isn’t even sure
No one knows tomorrow

See, we can study history
and philosophy and Plato’s ideology
oh oh ohh…
But tomorrows sti