MAIJAA K countryman jam

@maijaa-k reggae music roots coutryman lyrics: Yeah man... I and I... From di soil to di soul... Hear di drum talk, hear di earth breathe... (Couplet 1) No watch pon mi wrist, di sun tell mi di time Bare foot know every stone, every root, every climb Mi fish inna di bay when di dawn tear up di grey sky Net inna mi callus hand, salt pon mi skin, mi life sharp like knife No boss, no clock, no office, mi cut through di strife Just di tide rhythm, di wind shift, di rain when it cry Mi shack pon di hill, zinc roof an driftwood frame But inside a Zion, outside a Babylon a play di game. (Refrain) Mi a di man a di soil, di man a di salt water Di one weh talk to di spirit when dem sleep inna di rapture I and I make one, wid di mountain an di sea Babylon wan sell mi dream, mi just breathe di breeze No need fi dem paper, no need fi dem law Di only law mi know a Jah law, raw an raw. (Couplet 2) Yesterday a iron bird drop from di sky, twist metal, black smoke Two stranger inna di wreck, eye wide, lost inna di yoke Di man shake like leaf, di woman bleed from har head Mi nuh ask dem name, mi just stretch out mi hand, dat a di thread Inna di thick bush, under giant fern, mi hide dem deep Babylon dog a roam, look fi body fi keep But di earth obey mi, di vine show mi di way Mi ancestor spirit blow pon mi back, guide mi through di day. (Pont) I say, dem a run, but dem nuh know where dem a go Mi know every river, every cave, every shadow Dem carry paper, dem carry gun, dem carry greed inna dem heart But mi carry nothing, an dat make mi di strongest from di start. (Couplet 3) Dem wan fly go north, to concrete an neon light Mi tell dem: "Di real flight a inside, nuh go chase di night" We walk three day, eat fruit, sleep under star Di woman learn di silence, di man see how far Di trafficker behind we, wid dog an helicopter But di jungle a mi church, an mi a di echo, di doctor Every step mi take, di earth swallow an return Mi invisible to dem weh nuh know how di wind burn. (Refrain) Mi a di man a di soil, di man a di salt water Di one weh talk to di spirit when dem sleep inna di rapture I and I make one, wid di mountain an di sea Babylon wan sell mi dream, mi just breathe di breeze No need fi dem paper, no need fi dem law Di only law mi know a Jah law, raw an raw. (Outro) Countryman... walking through di fire... Countryman... never sell him soul... Di soil carry mi, di sea wash mi, di sky judge mi An dat enough, bredren. Dat enough. "BABYLON INNA DI BUSH (DI CITY DOGS)" (Intro - Basse lourde, guitare skank, ambiance menaçante) Woi... woi... woi... Di city dog come hunt inna wi garden... (Couplet 1) Dem step outta black car, shine shoe pon red dirt Talk loud, show picture, tink di world owe dem work Man inna suit a sweat fear under expensive scent Eye scan every hut, every face, every cent Dem look fi two ghost, two tourist lost inna green But dem find wall a silence, a code dem cyah read, dem cyah see Di village watch dem pass, no hate, no fear, just pure scorn Cause dem know dem man dead already, though dem still born. (Refrain) Babylon inna exile, come hunt pon wi land Wid paper law, wid threat, wid gun inna hand But di root strong pass di concrete dem pour An di people silence worth more dan all dem store Dem tink dem a boss, but dem a di slave To dem own system, diggin dem own grave. (Couplet 2) Di head dog have gold cross pon him chest But him hand smell like powder, blood, an di rest Him offer money to di elder fi talk Di elder spit pon ground, say "Keep yuh paper, keep yuh walk" So dem burn two hut, threat pickney wid dem steel Tink fear open mout, tink pain make we kneel But dem nuh understand we pray fi dem, nuh fight dem Cause di hate dem carry eat dem up, while we stay bright dem. (Pont) Dem come wid gun, dem come wid threat But dem nuh know say we already dead to dem world We live inna Jah, an Jah live inna we So dem bullet cyah touch we soul, dem money cyah buy we key. (Couplet 3) Night time dem hear di drum, di sound rise from di valley Ancient rhythm, nyabinghi, shake dem up, make dem tally Dem see shadow dance round fire, dreadlock like flame An dem know, deep inna dem rotten gut, dem lose di game Cause yuh cyah buy weh nuh fi sell Yuh cyah bow down weh nuh wan fell Di Countryman watch dem from far, sit pon him rock Know dem own weight ago drag dem down, no need fi knock. (Refrain) Babylon inna exile, come hunt pon wi land Wid paper law, wid threat, wid gun inna hand But di root strong pass di concrete dem pour An di people silence worth more dan all dem store Dem tink dem a boss, but dem a di slave To dem own system, diggin dem own grave. (Outro) Go back to yuh concrete, go back to yuh lie Dis soil remember, dis soil never die Babylon inna exile... look fi prey weh nuh deh... Cause free man nuh get found... him just feel.