Tanya Stephens - The Other Cheek

The people dem seh dem a talk
And nobody nah listen all along
So dem want me to put it
In the form of a song
Cause is like seh, oonu betray we trust
So this is to all of you from all of us

Providing no jobs and telling us stop the crime
Is like beating a child and telling him not to cry
With all the highways you a build and go through
You never build a little avenue
Fi di youths dem earn a buck,
Things a run a muck, tell me what the fuk
You really think a go happen
If dem enuh earn a buck gun a buss and none of us
Really want that shit to happen
You mistah, you know me nah try fi dis ya
But everything no so criss ya
We jus a look a little help prime ministah

Do you expect me to turn the other cheek
Taste my tears and admit defeat
Do you expect me to listen when you speak
You never ever practice what you preach
Do you expect me to still come out and vote
No matter what happens we're always broke
And the people seh dem tired of being poor
A that the empress a chant and the lion a roar

Even the richest man haffi go
Learn fi tek a stance when
Them realize seh dem no safe inna dem mansion
Is a tough way fi learn seh yuh no really secure
When the problems of the poor come kick dung yuh door
The youths dem a get 2000 guns
Fi everyone oonu cease
Instead of treating the symptoms
Why don't you cure the disease
You know things must really get wicked
When your pay check is less than your speeding ticket
Mistah, you know we nah try fi dis ya
But everything no so criss sah
We just a beg a little help prime ministah

Do you expect me to turn the other cheek
Taste my tears and admit defeat
Do you expect me to listen when you speak
You never ever practice what you preach
Do you expect me to still come out and vote
No matter what happens we're always broke
And the people seh dem tired of being poor
A that the empress a chant and the lion a roar

Well we say, money fi run and it fi run inna bundle
Let it go a rema let it go dung a jungle
Dung a garden need fi water right down to the dirt
When last you touch a maverly when last you go Kirk
Oonu better fire up the oven
Oonu need fi start bake
And the brook valley man dem need a slice a di cake
Well the man dem outa east dem ready fi
Put down the gun a nuh war dem love war
But the food haffi run
Well white hall and Red Hills road,
You know dem have a little message fi disclosed
It goes like dis, mistah, yuh ego big
Yuh mighta think we a dis ya
But everything no so criss sah
We jus a look a little help prime ministah

Do you expect me to turn the other cheek
Taste my tears and admit defeat
Do you expect me to listen when you speak
You never ever practice what you preach
Do you expect me to still come out and vote
No matter what happens we're always broke
And the people seh dem tired of being poor
A that the empress a chant and the lion a roar

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