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Ms Dynamite Album


Judgement Day (10/03/2005)
10/03/2005
1.
2.
3.
Put Your Gun Away
4.
Back Then
5.
Fall In Love Again
6.
Not Today
7.
You Don't Have To Cry
8.
Unbreakable
9.
Pain
10.
Shavaar
11.
Self Destruct
12.
Gotta Let It Go
13.
She Don't Live Here Anymore
14.
Mr. Prime Minister
15.
Redemption Song
. . .


How could you beat your woman till you see tears?
Got your children living in fear,
How you gonna wash the blood from your hands?
Selling debt to fiends
Barely fifteens
So you can have another option and rip off your dreams
Tell me..
How you gonna wash the blood from your hands?
You claim you're doing God's work
Greet the family with a smile
When all the while
You been raping that child
You a priest but you still can't
Wash the blood from your hands.
The self hate they create in your hair
Got you pickin' up their weapons
And leaving your brothers there,
Tell me..
How you gonna wash the blood from your hands?

[Chorus]
I wonder what you gon' do
When he comes for you
Where you gon' run
Once he calls for you
Where you gonna hide
The day he sends for you
And he questions you
I wonder what you gonna say
When that day comes
When judgement day comes

I'm talking bout the sins you commit
giving orders that permit,
Killing innocent kids so you can fill your pockets
Tell me how you gonna wash the blood from your hands?
Now take a look at these project buildings
They got us living in
It's like we're raised in prison cos of the colour of our skin
Now how you gonna wash the blood from your hands?
The pharmaceutical industry need to get paid
They're sitting on a cure
Watching new born babies die of AIDS
Tell me how you gonna wash the blood from your hands?
How could you keep exploiting third world children
Using them as underpaid slaves
So you can make your millions
How you gonna wash the blood from your hands?

[Repeat Chorus]

We sit and watch why people get hurt
Stand to say nothing while they do the devil's work
Walk straight by leave them crying in the dirt
What kind of people does that make me n you?
And we could have all the good intent
But we sitting in silence
We committing greed and violence
Then we got blood on our hands too

. . .


I spent 23 years trying to be what you wanted me to be
though it seemed like you couldn't save me
'til I picked up the mic and I was on the TV
now you're ringing off my phone like every week
where were you at 6,7,11 and 13 when shit was impossible
Mama left nine months pregnant
but she came home alone from the hospital

How could you call yourself a man if you can't love your only lesson can't contol them
you'd rather destroy their souls and she was 13 years old and you couldn't protected the innocence from being stolen
And I don't give a damn what you was going through and mama wasn't able
to put food on the table
You left the family unstable
Now you come around and act like you were some kind of a praisel

You can't play like you daddy now
and you can't claim shit 'cause you weren't around
And you can't get mad but what can you do?
You can't tell me shit
I'm grown without you

I spent 23 years trying to be the fucking man you should be
taking care of your responsibility
putting clothes on our back and shoes on our feet no help
but you always had your bag of weed
where were you on 12,13, 14 and 15 when life was unliveable
Momma was so damn angry the way she treated me was unforgiveable
You call yourself a man your oldest son he had to learn from his sister
How to put a niggers fist up, how to fuck a niggers shit up and I cut any motherfucker that had come and tried to diss us
And I don't give a damn what you was going through
and I needed saving I spent my every second blazing a little girl with the blade in and trying to fuck up and take my life just wanted to dig my grave in

You can't play like you daddy now
and you can't claim shit 'cause you weren't around
And you can't get mad but what can you do? (now what you gonna do?)
You can't tell me shit I'm grown without you

You can't play like you daddy now
and you can't claim shit 'cause you weren't around
And you can't get mad but what can you do? (you can't do a damn thing)
You can't tell me shit I'm grown without you
I'm grown without you
I've grown without you
Can't come and trynna tell me tonight

. . .

Put Your Gun Away

[No lyrics]

. . .

Back Then

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. . .

Fall In Love Again

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. . .

Not Today

[No lyrics]

. . .

You Don't Have To Cry

[No lyrics]

. . .

Unbreakable

[No lyrics]

. . .

Pain

[No lyrics]

. . .

Shavaar

[No lyrics]

. . .

Self Destruct

[No lyrics]

. . .

Gotta Let It Go

[No lyrics]

. . .

She Don't Live Here Anymore

[No lyrics]

. . .

Mr. Prime Minister

[No lyrics]

. . .

Redemption Song

[No lyrics]

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