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Protoje

The Kalling

 

The Kalling


Brute Force, on the frontline
Youth force, it's your time
Rastafari kall yuh kall yuh kall yuh
Yeah man all soldiers reporting for duty
King Selassie a kall yuh kall yuh kall yuh
Accurate... Huh

Who have eyes fi see dem ago see
And who have ears dem ago hear
When Rastafari kalling the reception affi clear
Hungry fed naked be clothed, many infants to be cared (whole a dem)
Sick be nourished aged protected, that's the duty that we share
When yuh tek up Rasta banner do nuh tek fi nuh joke
It's more than the locs upon yuh head and what yuh smoke
The words dem that yuh spoke, the energies yuh evoke
Them must be a reflection of the king

Hey
I merge from the shadows with mi big spliff a glow
Kabaka send to call mi say the war it ready now
Ragga send mi pan di road with the magazine dem load
Lyrically rapid fire when dem attacking the throne
Any time we come around word power and the sound
Surrender to the struggle is a thing we'll never do
The example has been shown, some believe and others know
Rastafari mek the kall, my brothers and my sisters move
Betta let them through

Brute Force, on the frontline
Youth force, it's your time
Rastafari kall yuh kall yuh kall yuh
King Selassie a kall yuh kall yuh kall yuh

Hey
Get fi know yuh king, a watch him end you suffering yah
Nuh pay no mind to none a di stones dem wah them a fling
Hey medi haffi firm, di revolution start within ya
Pan di frontline not inside peepin through no window
Step without an extra clip oh no
Stop hol it and go tun a counterfeit oh no
Firm grip on the truth we are the youths wah know the value of wi roots
Refuse to lose any more prophets

It's not about no doctrine or religion
It's my actions and decisions
Cause these tracks weh man a sing pon
Dem impact how people live
But some of we just lacking vision
And no yuh nah affi be a mathematician
Fi see how poverty attracts attrition
The youths dem growing up without no stable father figures
And the school nuh really give them nuh foundation fi guh build pan
Suh them tek it to the street
And all them face is opposition and restriction from police and politicians
Everyday a just the same

Brute Force, on the frontline
Youth force, it's your time
Each and everyone
Rastafari kall yuh kall yuh kall yuh
King Selassie a kall yuh kall yuh kall yuh

Brute Force, on the frontline
That di boy them a use iya
Youth force, it's your time
Rastafari kall yuh kall yuh kall yuh
Yes the most high call upon the young yuh know
King Selassie a kall yuh kall yuh kall yuh

done

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