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Rasta's life

Get rich or die trying 
Ah wah di ghetto youth pray fa?
Get rich or die trying
We work hard fi di paper 
Get rich or die trying
A long

I put that work in
Got to struggle everyday Got us living check to check Man got to be a better way
I put that work in
Got to keep food up on that

I just want Jose Luis money
Big Vic Money
That Titon money all surrounded by the honey's
Want Domencio Money
Black Jus Money
Boy George money you

She's got a red white and blue tattoo nobody knows about
Steps out them work shoes, slips into boots before she's headin' out
She don't need a hand

Not funded by Gilead Sciences

Funded by Blonded, independently

Let’s just get that out of the way

Club culture around late 70s and
80s nightlife

Americana

The Offspring

Americana

1998

Well, I'd like to tell you all about my dream
It's a place where strip malls abound
And diversion's mere moments away
Where culture's defined by

Harajuku Girls

Gwen Stefani

Love.Angel.Music.Baby. [Deluxe Edition]

2004

We're models
There's me, there's you (Hoko ten)
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got it's claws
A sub-culture, and a kaleidescope

Anne Neggen

Budgie

An Ecstasy of Fumbling: The Definitive Anthology

1996

I don't see the future, I feel it day to day
Dirty nights are passing by, I gotta learn to pay
Trucking down to London, gigs that never end
Foggy

a work-culture of burnout
Heart disease
Anxiety
Poverty
And depression
Capitalism is finished
Hypocrisy
Scarcity
If we're really being honest
What'd we trade for

Special request to all deejays and all selectors
And let dem know this inspiration come from Natty Conqueror

Because mi versatile
Mi play di reggae music

you
And settle for a hour or two
And I don't mean to be strange by marking what you say is tough
But on my rainiest days, I seem to have the best

radio, but you still broke cuz
You be getting jerked by managers and promoters, yuh pussy
I came back for what's mine
The fame, cash, girls
Nothing

an after effect of ingesting a tab
An entire year had went by where I thought that I lost everything that I had
And it was all right there
Time to show them

still talkin' pressure, I'm never makin' mistakes
Yeah, I'm from the natty, but I'm flyer than a Philly cheesesteak
You couldn't get a dap, even

of change and yet we ask for it?
Why is it we want honesty shown toward us
But stuff truth in our secret storage?

Why is it OK to work for businesses
That

art don't work 
for abolition.  
art works for  
bosses, like you  
and me. if let's  
abolish art sounds 
too close to let's 
abolish you and  
me,

We treat 'em like they less, want 'em dead, like we vultures
See to me every culture is a sculpture
A beauty, work of art, and the value is like gold

closet filled wit 80 caimans
90s baby serving fiends
Work so good they biting off they finger nails to get the residue that’s in between
Ripping seams
Typa

depressed, because people are oppressed/ 
So they tell me more or less, if I work hard, go through stress/ 
And, end up with success, I, wind up tone deaf/ 
I

children
With my wife by my side, relaxing and taking drives
Owning a few businesses and watching them shits thrive

I do this for the culture to let you

genetically fixed
There are ear cultures
And there are eye cultures print cultures
And electronic cultures
So, it may be that our
Perfection and our completion

of Somalia
Which I escaped as a boy
My audience is in America
So my songs should reflect the land where
I have chosen to live and work

They have a point

I've just taken a sacred oath each of those patriots have taken. The oath first sworn by George Washington. But the American story depends not on any one

Make it look like magic make it look like magic, just the way we moving they go home and practice, culture jacking wear my culture like a jacket, I hope