WHEN TROUBLE TEK YOU
Albert Moona, CFO (Poet, Songwriter, Singer)
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WHEN TROUBLE TEK YOU
48 просмотров · 6 дней назад
Albert Moona, CFO (Poet, Songwriter, Singer)
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48 просмотров · 6 дней назад
Intro (Spoken — Old Man Voice)
Hear wah Miss Lou did know long time...
“Trouble nuh set like rain.”
It no partial.
Today a dem...
Tomorrow a you.
Bwoy...
“When dutty tough, powder puff gone.”
(Thunder roll... dog bark in distance... zinc fence rattle...)
Chorus
When trouble tek you,
Pickney shirt fit you
Pride haffi dead when di landlord due
Whole heap a big man bend when life screw
When trouble tek you,
Pickney shirt fit you
(Eeeeh!)
“Cow noh know di use a him tail,
Til butcher tie fly pon him back!”
One hand cya clap,
One food cya stock
Today yuh rich,
Tomorrow yuh shock
When trouble tek you,
Pickney shirt fit you
Adlibs
“Cho!”
“A suh life set!”
“Wheel an tun!”
“Every mikkle mek a mukkle!”
“Lawd God!”
Verse 1
Big chain pawn now, fridge nearly bare
Pressure inna chest like concrete chair
Yesterday champagne pon yacht wid gyal
Now him a count loose change fi bus fare
Friend dem disappear like duppy inna smoke
Same people weh laugh when poor man broke
Mama tell me:
“Monkey know which tree fi climb.”
Cause enough fake friend only love good time
One mattress spring a stab through him side
Still him grateful seh him have place fi hide
Cause “Half loaf better than none!”
A suh di elders preach from long time come
Whole heap a man did too hype and proud
Now dem silent, humble inna crowd
Cause trouble humble every human frame
Rain fall pon everybody same
Pre-Chorus
“No laugh after nobody downfall.”
Cause river turn.
Wheel spin.
Tables shift.
“One one cocoa full basket.”
One likkle help can save a life.
Chorus
When trouble tek you,
Pickney shirt fit you
Pride haffi dead when di landlord due
Whole heap a big man bend when life screw
When trouble tek you,
Pickney shirt fit you
“A hungry man ah angry man!”
Belly empty, faith get weak
Still Jah provide somehow each week
Adlibs
“Seen?”
“Real talk!”
“Babylon pressure!”
“Still standing!”
Verse 2
Mama boil banana split inna three
Still she smile say:
“Pickney unnu eat first before me.”
Rain a drop through hole inna roof
Still she a pray with stubborn proof
Say:
“What fi you cyaan miss you.”
Even through suffering she hold truth
Neighbour lend rice, next one lend flour
Whole lane survive through darkest hour
Cause “One hand wash di odda.”
Community stronger than dollar
Youth man lose job downtown wharf
Girlfriend leave when di money cut off
Now him understand one deep ting:
“Fair weather friend fly wid di wind.”
One old Clarks wid sole nearly done
Still him wear it till another day come
Cause “Cockroach noh business inna fowl fight.”
Poor people survival instinct bright
Bridge (Spoken Word — Deep Emotional Delivery)
Trouble...
A di real university.
It teach yuh who love yuh.
Who fake.
Who stay.
Who vanish.
It kill illusion.
Some people only spiritual when food full.
Some only loyal when pocket swell.
But hard times?
Hard times reveal original character.
(Soft choir hums in background)
“When trouble catch monkey,
Him bite dog.”
Verse 3
Politician promise like breeze through screen
Pretty speech but cupboard still lean
Youth dem frustrated, mentally tired
Dreams burn down but rage still wired
Still di old woman sweep har yard
Though life hit harder than prison guard
Cause dignity nah depend pon wealth
Sometimes survival itself a health
One candle light whole dark room
One seed still blossom after doom
So no matter how Babylon wicked
Jah energy cyaan be restricted
Cause diamond form under pressure too
And lion heart grow when life abuse you
Final Chorus (Choir + Crowd Response)
When trouble tek you!
(Pickney shirt fit you!)
When life pressure you!
(Pickney shirt fit you!)
“Hog say him noh have time,
Yet him always find time fi nyam!”
Humble yuhself and live fi tomorrow
Sun still rise after sorrow
Jah never promise easy road
But strength grow heavier than load
When trouble tek you!
(Pickney shirt fit you!)
“Trouble mek monkey eat pepper!”
Outro
Member dis youth...
No matter how high man rise—
life can humble anybody.
So feed di poor.
Respect people.
Stay grateful.
Cause one day...
a pickney shirt might haffi fit you too.