Lyrics:
Ooh-ooh-oo-ooh. Oo-oo-ooh! Oo-oo-ooh.
Slave driver, the table is turn (catch your fire)
Catch your fire, so you can get burn, now (catch your fire)
Ooh-ooh-oo-ooh. Oo-oo-ooh! Oo-oo-ooh.
Slave driver, the table is turn (catch your fire)
Catch your fire, so you can get burn, now (catch your fire)
Ooh-ooh-oo-ooh. Oo-oo-ooh! Oo-oo-ooh.
Slave driver, the table is turn (catch your fire)
Catch your fire, so you can get burn, now (catch your fire)
that we are free
Only to be jailed in poverty,
Good god I think it?s a little ,
Only a that makes,
Slave driver, your table has turned
Catch a fire,
Slave driver gonna take my soul,
Slave driver gonna drive me mad
Slave driver gonna break my back, he’s got me lying out on the track.
Oh, woah, woah
that we are free
Only to be jailed in poverty,
Good god I think it?s a little ,
Only a that makes,
Slave driver, your table has
Introducing to the world
No other then Garvey Rich
Step up alright
Yeah
Slave driver
Woe o
I want my pay
Catch a fire
Blaze
I won’t obey
No way no way
Catch
When chaos is your call
And you're a slave driver
And a miserable miser
Blind to the pleading
And deaf to the sane
There is clear lack of meaning
Today they say that we are free
Only to be chained in poverty
Good god I think it's illiteracy
Only a machine that makes
CHORUS
Slave driver
your
(Slave Driver)
We're taking you to a city
Where the streets are paved with gold
With high class whores
Weapons of war
And people are bought and sold
SLAVE DRIVER
Your beggars, your losers
Law keepers and abusers
Your farmers, your breeders
Your butchers and your traders
Your builders, your sailors
They're the slave drivers
They make the rules
And they tell us what to do
They're the safe drivers
They make the roads
And they tell us where to go
the clear
Still living in the wake of all my mistakes
But I am not a slave driver
I've got time for you
And I will keep you close
You'll never even know I'm
shall remember
The walls shall remember
Warlord I know you
Economical slave driver
Warlord I saw you
The wall shall remember
With your right hand
And I say dread and terrible pon dem
Good god of grace, well I have his mercy
And me say old slave driver
Time is catching up on you
Old slave
And I say Dread and Terrible pon dem
Good god of grace, well I have his mercy
And me say old slave driver
Time is catching up on you
Old slave driver
on top of a mountain built on misery and suffering
your lofty throne will fall and heads will come down rolling
work the slave-driver, evict the landowner
one
NAFTA comin' with tha new disaster
And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de Ayala kin
Are comin' back around again
Tha slave driver saliva, one
You do not dig them, so you say
TRY THEM! TRY THEM and you may
Try them and you may, I say..
[Pete Nice]
Slave drivers on your dollar bills that
similar to some of the slave drivers, plus the slave providers and some of the sheep to
Even if you never did pree this,
Mi want you fi just contemplate
glass
Scream with a laugh
And wallow with the crowds, watch them kicking peoples' ass
But you get to the place
Where the real slave-drivers live
We are slaves
Running away from ourselves
Obey and wear the uniform
When I wake up in the morning nothing changed
Gut eaters slave drivers on their
in a gridlock
With a fuckin dreadlock, cause you know I bust shot
Notty dread, notty dread, come slave driver
Buck 'em dead, buck 'em dead, Bushwick
at all, it’s a
Slave driver in a sense you know
Gonna suck you in, just to watch you go
Insaneeeeee
Just another number on a chart to them
Don’t changeeeee
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