We can once seek Rasta with Peace
Corner, corner these are these
Harder, harder these are these
Ooh! That door ooh! Jah talk
Each and every day time is getting harder
Some of them holla, some a bawl
Each and every day time is getting harder
Some of them holla, some a bawl
They can't get no food to eat
Can't get no clothes to wear
Nowhere to lay their weary head
They go to bed with once and they wake up with give me
Some of them holla, some a bawl
Working man want this, working man want that
Lazy man him want it just the same
We got to make effort, to get a one necessities, Lord
Some of them holla, some a bawl
You forward to the market
To make a small purchase
Every item rise up sky high
The longer you live the more you got to pay, Lord
Some of them holla, some a bawl
Can't get no food to eat
Can't get no clothes to wear
Nowhere to lay their weary head
Go to bed with once and they wake up with give me
Some of them holla, some a bawl
People are dying, little babies are crying
There care is no sympathy
So think about the greedy
They leave nothing for the needy
Some of them holla, some a bawl
What about taxation, caught up in creation
Some of them holla, some a bawl
You call for it then, you'll surely get it
Be careful what you are praying for
Each and every day time is getting harder, Lord
Some of them holla, some a bawl
Each and every day time is getting harder
Some of them holla, some a bawl
Dirty clothes they wear
Dirty clothes is the system
No money in some pocket
Some depend on girlfriends
Some depend on boyfriends.

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