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Tribute to the Martyrs

Steel Pulse

Sound System: The Island Anthology

1997

dem deh, Heh
When Martyrs died they save our lives
They had an early grave
Sacrifice has taken place
For the chosen race heh
(2) Which part dem gone

we started
Even though it was harder, and you begin to realize they were treating you like a modern day martyr
Father forgive me—wait, they keep taking

from all veins
Humanity maintains false histories to breath
Breed lies in ink to infect truth written
Given live makes ironic alter
Tarnished martyr

a martyr is what the truth say
Still me shake me until the unhealthy roots break
Fill me make me a product of something you'd be
Chill me out so I can sense

My Father's Son

Montgomery Gentry

Carrying On

2001

lives on grain 

And I want to see just once before I die
Us doin' more than just barely getting by 

So stand me up tall in this seat
Lord help me guide

will make)
How many lives can I take? (can I take)
Just how much blood will I taste (so much blood)
For every drop won't quench that streams down your

got a call from Mama 
Auntie passed, it's raining 
Send my cousin my love I'm outside praying 
Raw papers blazing 
Humbly patient this what I live by

the time for change!
These countries that you throw your support behind
Are looking down upon you, they don't fight by your side
They hold you up as martyrs

of the street,rules you get to understand
if you live by it you die by it
Gu with it cheffing up good food in the basement
Seven six twos turns you victim cooperating

to never age
But the years fly by
I'm struggling to see a new flight
A new light
A reason to live, it's getting harder
To find one of these
I think I might

Went by our old house a little while ago
Nothing but a mailbox
And weeds were growing

Rusted red swing swaying in the breeze
Handprints in

yourself renew
I couldn't live with my eyes closed
The rusted throne was just painted gold
And separation couldn't sustain
The laughter shone more than

1C, In the building that taught me
Ways of rubble jungle that building was our tree
Where the roots in the street were deep, but that truth don’t ever

I need him to live too
I don’t ever plan to pull out a phone cam and start shooting
I’m a ram right through his body cam and up root him
Either we

Revolt is heard
When they have
No other term
To negotiate price
Upon all our lives

Oppression deep
Like roots and trees
Has history
Written by the "free"

Egyptology
I call it a excuse 
To go and raid those tombs and hide those folks from the truth
Ay bleed easy to the martyrs that is you'll forever live

ain't in the country no more

I got woke up this morning to a choir of singing sirens
I went out barefoot to watch 'em go by
Cut my foot on sidewalk

the patriots who laid down their lives for the fatherland
To all martyrs, well wishers, friends and family
We remember ya'll man
Until the end of time
Viva la

hatred
Is spreading around us kids
Look at the life we live
Surrounded by this darkness I can barely touch the bible
My pastor's verses turn to curses

the reason you won't be around to win with me

I don't pay attention to people trying to judge my life
Cause I know none of them could live it
They way too big

the picture say
Least that's what my niggas think
I'm just tryna water all my roots, drippy slave
Ima be a martyr to my troops if the scripture say
Rich nigga

It’s 2019 as the money is tightening
Legal blunts blazed by the right wing
Go to church for a Hermaphroditus sighting
All organic a blight

Reporting live from Cali
Puffing weed in the valley it feels amazing
Feel untouchable the clouds I'm grazing
The crowds are raising up their hands in

em fines
Gets this cash by any means
It's the root of all evil cause it turn you to a fiend
But once you got it come everything life come with ease
You