Damian Marley - Road To Zion

Yeah Man...
Jah will be waiting there, We a shout!
Jah will be waiting there

[Verse 1]
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety
Boom!

The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow
Ragga muffin sent to call me from the bush bungalow
Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro!
Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow
Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe
A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo 
Cause

[Hook]
I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man

[Chorus 1]
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there we a shout
Jah will be waiting there!
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy

[Hook]
Say!
We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man 
(Nas: I've been waiting to do this track with you man! Yeah...ha ha)
(Yeah, yeah)
You know (They know)
We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
(Yeah you gotta keep walking y'all,
You gotta keep...)

[Nas]
Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless 
I'm havin daymares in daytime 
Wide awake try to relate 
This can't be happenin like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin 
Cause what I'm seein is haunting
Human beings like ghost and zombies
President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies
In Zimbabwe
They make John Pope seem Godly
Sacrilegious and blasphemous

In my lifetime I look back at paths i've walked
Where savages fought and pastors taught 
Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots 
And badges screaming,"Young black children stop or I will shoot!"
I look back at cooked crack 
Plus cars that pass by
Jaguars mad fly
And I'm guilty for materialism 
Blacks is still up in the prison Trust that 
So save me your sorries, I'm raising an army 
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley 
We sparkin' the ions, marching to Zion 
You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in 

[Verse 1 Repeats]

[Hook]
I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man

Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there we a shout
Jah will be waiting there!

[Chorus 2]
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there we a shout
Jah will be waiting there!
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
Youths weh need some love and prosperity 
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and any strategy
Ay! say,

[Hook]
I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
You know...
We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man

Kymani Marley - Warriors

One time for my warriors,my last smugglers 
and all my buffalo soldiers 
One time for my warriors,my heat carriers 
and all my buffalo, yo 
One time for my warriors,my last smugglers 
and all my buffalo soldiers 
One time for my warriors,my heat carriers 
and all my buffalo, hey 

verse 1: 
Say fool you must be crazy 
What is it you tryin to do u cannot faze me 
I've been smokin on a pound and feelin hazy 
For five-o i wont stop they gotta chase me 
Now make it mo' better for the cream 
My music brings the cheddar, see what i mean 
The seats in the ride is leather,the rims are clean 
I change like the weather, now i'm the king, yeah yeah 

(chorus) 

verse 2: 
Now if you wanna find me,i'll be in Jamaica smoked out 
In a black navigator,evading all the playa haters - high 
Here comes the rover with the troops 
Decked out in army fatigues, 
and stompin 'um with my black tin boots,say what 
Now while you remixing punch lines, i create 
How you wanna battle me, hah 
When you just a feather weight, hey yo 
You know how long i've been knocking out heavyweights, 
its best you chill 
Meditate find your space and know your place because 
I'm like a disciple,when i appear from the clouds 
I gets on stage i get the mic and then i bless the crowd, blow 
Me and my soldiers we gon' ride tonight 
Get some of the --- we gon' get high 
Babylon ridin slowly,ah try fe hold me 
Want to prosecute i for my Ganja 
Babylon ridin slowly,ah try fe hold me 
Like they don't know,eh,what i'm tellin ya 

(chorus) 

verse 3: 
It's me a runnin down in J-A 
Twenty thousand pounds of Ses 
on the ship headin straight for the bay, yo 
Well i'm a check the rice around the weed 
and all vibes have got me jealous and i meditate, hey 
Now probably i hit the airways 
I'm burnin live 'till i'm back in the M-I-A, yeah 
I say my soldiers from around the way 
I call up shortly for the party we be doin this everyday 

(chorus) 4x 

Eh la la la, yeah

Mellow Mood - Dance inna babylon

Dance inna Babylon, until its throne a fall

I'lI who see teachings of the Rastaman,
Back inna the yard living gets so hard,
Never play the game of a politician (x2)
reveal you all I have ever heard
and everything will be so far away,
cause you to me mean every word I say
but with you here, with no fear, I know it could be better
and I always know where we a come from
and I'll fight till Jah keep me so strong!
I'n'I who see teachings of the Rastaman,
Back inna the yard living gets so hard,
Never play the game of a politician(x2)
ain't got no money? Well you've got to bow!
you won't believe to every single word dem say
and ain't no work, ain't no game, me nah work for your deals
but together dem can't never get we down
I'n'I who see teachings of the Rastaman,
Back inna the yard living gets so hard,
Never play the game of a politician (x2)

With righteousness I will bring you to my heart,

Me just can't try to fight that all only with me hands

Dance inna Babylon, until its throne a fall

Inna this race, where people rise and fall

But with your work, with the knowledge of your edge,

Me not a soldier, it's not there where I'm supposed to be

Me see everyone suffering alone

Dance inna Babylon, until its throne a fall

Blaze, blaze up the fire, and look down the road

Blaze, blaze up the fire, for dem who neva bow

Blaze, blaze up the fire, and look down the road

Blaze, blaze up the fire, becaw dem neva tell you what:

Children suffering, struggling for politic strategy

Dem neva care 'bout woman, only what dem a conquering

Dem boundaries and barriers control all we humanity

But sufferah still shouting and you won't hear about it!

Nach - El idioma de los dioses

Si estoy solo tu me acojes eres mi fiel compañía, 
me hablas sincera y me esperas cuando empieza el día. 
Mi guía, mi faro de Alejandría, si me ves perdido 
te miro y elimino la tristeza en un suspiro. 

Das sentido a mi existencia, tú desobediencia, 
tú, sola presencia merece mi reverencia, 
tú me diste un don, fuiste mi espada, 
siempre encerrada en tu prisión si la inspiración faltaba. 

Desde la nada me abrazas, no prohibes ni amenazas 
tan romántica y auténtica, tú nunca te disfrazas 
como un hada y un verdugo firme escudo en la batalla, 
tú, a quién acudo si otros fallan. 

Me das retos, aventuras y responsabilidad, 
me das éxito y dinero me quitas la intimidad, 
me exiges crear, me haces temblar, soñar, me curas 
me eliges para hablar si las calles están mudas. 

Me desnudas con ternura y siento tu tacto y tu olor, 
si te veo volar libre entre la voz de un cantautor 
eres Ópera y Flamenco, eres todo lo que tengo y te amo, 
mientras brotas entre las notas de un piano. 

Y me desintegras pintando estas noches negras, 
me alegras, me invades, me evades, alejas las tinieblas 
y me resucitas siempre, nunca me mientes 
eres el recipiente donde lágrimas se vierten. 

Eres Tango y eres ritmo vives en do, re, mi, fa 
impredecible compás cuando te vistes de Jazz, 
llegas y me das ógixeno, mi único somnífero 
si el mortífero estrés tensa mis músculos, discípulo 

de tu inmensa maestría cuando no te conocía, 
como podía vivir sin percibir tu melodía 
fuiste mía y solo mía en mis horas de miseria, 
compones la banda sonora de esta tragicomedia. 

Tú reina entre mil reyes, cumbre de mis valles, 
me levitas y asi evitas que tanto odio me ametralle 
tú, si eres Hip-Hop muestras denuncia y carisma, 
pero te vistes de clásica y sigues siendo la misma. 

Eres tú, mi suerte, eres tú, tan fuerte, eres tú, tú, tan diferente 
surges y de repente la vida olvida a la muerte. 
Imposible de tenerte si naces de un pentagrama, 
si el drama yace en mi cama me abres enormes ventanas, 

tu llama jamás se apaga, luz de eterna juventud 
cuando llores punteando una guitarra de Blues. 
Eres tú, la rabia sucia y rasgada de Kurt Cobain 
el compromiso sincero de Marvin Gaye, 

la grandeza de John Coltrane improvisando con el saxo, 
la mirada niñada en los ojos de Michael Jackson. 
Y es que tu son me sedujo, tu luz me dejo perplejo y caí, 
reviví como el sol en forma de Soul y R&B 

bebí de tí el elixir y resistí los golpes, 
si fui torpe encontre por fin mi norte, mi soporte. 
Entre acordes de Mark Knopfler redobles de Hanckock Herbi, 
de Vivaldi hasta Elvis, desde Verdi hasta Jack Berry. 

Inmortales piezas musicales hacen que el tiempo se pare, 
estallan como bombas provocando ondas letales 
de esperanza, de aliento y vida, mi gran amiga 
solo tu haces eficaces todas las frases que diga, 

mi balanza, mi paz, mi druida, en la fatiga 
solo tu haces realidad los sueños que yo persiga. 
Y es que sin ti no hay destino, solo piedra y mil caminos, 
sin ti, soy un mimo temblando en el camerino. 

Pero tu acojes mis voces si me ves desorientado, 
y bailas conmigo un Vals igual que dos enamorados. 
Eres la llave inmortal que abre este mental presidio, 
desde Tiste-tutanclan hasta el ójala de Silvio. 

Envidio el poder que impones en canciones 
despiertas mis emociones, con creaciones de Ennio Morricone. 
Sensaciones sin control cuando eres Rock n' Roll, 
el erotismo de un bemol en la voz de Diana Krall 

el solo de guitarra eléctrica que el silencio rompe, 
la armónica que esconden las manos de Steve Wonder. 
Te vi dónde todo acaba y Nada Sira con Black Sabbath 
respiras vida con la calma que inspira Bob Dylan, 

oscilas y posees a James Brown mueves su cuerpo, 
junto a Freddy Mercury, Ray Charles jamás habrán muerto. 
Y es cierto da igual que suenes con un arpa o un acai, 
con la clase de Frank Sinatra o de Barry white. 

Eres la métrica enigmática que envuelve mi ser y lo salva, 
el idioma con el que los dioses hablan, eres música.