Chorus 2x
Allah kow da ballawy
Allah kow da massifa
Allah kow da asaba
Dek da ballaway hak de massifa

Verse 1
I believe in money, I need some money
I have to be able to feed myself from this occupation
Singing is my occupation from my father’s generation
My uncle is a welder but not in Julius Berger
Oga mei V boot, oga mai Honda, wetin become to hardi
I need that money, give me that money
Before I lose my temper
Come and give the promise my people free education
And free medication, but no occupation
It is only sufferation that leads to my agg

Chorus
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

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

Mr.

Intro
6 yards of corruption
6 yards of corruption
6 yards of corruption
All we need is justice in the land

Verse
Kickbacks and connections
That’s the way to go
You’ve got to pay your way
Everyone knows
Wicked system we are living in
Money is the key
And no-one wants to talk about it
What’s in it for me?
Is the song they will sing
Damn society
No-one cares for you and me
Come let’s make a deal
You’ll be smiling all the time
If this is a kind of game
We don’t want to play
We don’t want no…

Chorus
6 yards of corruption