I told you, so many times
Freedom, what dat the kush dem a talk about
Freedom, est, west, north and south
Freedom what dat the kush dem a work about,
Free, freedom...
Freedom fighta, in the name of freedom, turn on your lighta,
On the microphone, Tomawok, Mesh, Perfect and Malijah,
We come to burn the power
Repression is smashed with bars,
Political fine talkers at the bar,
And fine wooden speeches are fed up,
Everyone talks about it, no one has found the fault,
We sing it even if it means suffering reprisals,
We work on it in an assembly line since they take us for of cattle,
Driven by this desire for freedom from the depths of our hearts,
Faya faya bun demâ¦
It's a pity white brown, yellow and and black
Freedom, what dat the kush dem a talk about
Freedom, east, west, north and south
Freedom what dat the kush dem a work about,
Free, freedomâ¦.
We come to talk to you about freedom, the real one, not the one that consists of,
Press the button on the TV and watch the sistas,
Open your wings, take flight in the valley,
Climbs the mountains and passes,
Travel the seas and oceans, like a sailor who never touches the ground
Fly away, when you have opportunity to do it,
Go ahead man stand up, in the face of the oppressor, the power of your head,
Take that off, it's time to lead your life,
So let go of the pressure and give way to hope,

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