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The Skints

Up Against The Wall Riddim

 

Up Against The Wall Riddim

(album: Part & Parcel - 2013)


I grab my jacket and a packet and I head out the door
The sun it is ah-shining and I want to explore
So I take a little trip to an out of town club
Bill up a little spliff and then we rock into the dub
"Boom Boom!" goes the bass
"Pap Pap" goes the drum
The vocal come around like an instruction
No man can resist the primitive call
Babylon ah never put our backs against the wall
Up against the wall, up against the wall
Ah Babylon they wanna see ah man ah fall!
Up against the wall, up against the wall
What Babylon don't know they make we masses stand tall

Out where the Raggaman go
Is where the sun shine and wind blow
And when he look down low
He sees the Ragga crowd checking his flow
Out where the Raggaman go
Where the sun shine and wind blow
And when he look down low
He sees the Ragga crowd checking his flow
Well we get pure idiots round that wanna test our sound
Go on like they're the don
But are bound to mess around
So when the fire come rain down
I leave them (all of the soundboy) drowned
Cos the music from Jamaica all the love that I have found
So how now? The Skints we ah go tell it so profound
You call it a soundclash I call it burial ground
And summa them want to drag man down
But if you mana just walk around
I just draw for the microphone
And I lyrically stub man out like
Zoobadeh! Zoobadeh! Ziggidiggidiggidiggi Doobadeh!
Zoobadeh! Zoobadeh! Ziggidiggidiggidiggi Doobadeh!
And yes I may like reggae but I know where I'm from, my team was Babylon born inna east London

Out where the Raggaman go
Is where the sun shine and wind blow
And when he look down low
He sees the Ragga crowd checking his flow
Out where the Raggaman go
Where the sun shine and wind blow
And when he look down low
He sees the Ragga crowd checking his flow

Raggaman say go!
Hoping that life fi hand out good times and good shows
And I and I made it through heavy rain and thick snow
So where is it you go?
With rub-a-dub-a-dub and all our troubles are on hold?
He tell me ten times
He tell me ten times
He tell me ten times
He tell me ten times
What a society!
We don't like negativity!
You want fi stand up tall!
Don't fall!
Even if you're up against the wall!
What a society!
We don't like negativity!
You want fi stand up tall!
Don't fall!
Even if you're up against the wall!

Out where the Raggaman go
Is where the sun shine and wind blow
And when he look down low
He sees the Ragga crowd checking his flow
Out where the Raggaman go
Where the sun shine and wind blow
And when he look down low
He sees the Ragga crowd checking his flow oohhh
Ut where the Raggaman go
Is where the sun shine and wind blow
And when he look down low
He sees the Ragga crowd checking his flow
Ut where the Raggaman go
Is where the sun shine and wind blow iiiiiii

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