Leftfield Inspection

(Callin’ di meek and di humble)

Inspection!

Get ever’ting ship-shape an’ shine.

Check. Check one.

Hot shot! Boom shot – all kind of shot

We don’t take dat back, hehehehehehehe

Whatcha doin’ here?

No, I won’t turn ya out

‘member, we don’t talk foolishness we talk trut’

Long time wit’out dey a’ come for it now

You think tink we’d it done, ya tink we do it all

but hear now

Goin’ out to all the wretched souls

Come again

Come again.

Check one.

Check one.

Check, check one.

When me come a dance, a tuff me tuff

Some a dem a sey me raggamuffin an’ ruff

Come a dancehall an’ me must mash it up

Like a dem dynamite man it must blow up

Dancehall nice yes it nicest

Dancehall good an’ man it nicest

Dancehall nice man it nicest

Dance ah ah ee-ee

Watch this

Some a dem a come, dem a worry an’ fret

pity dem I no see dem no get nuttin’ yet

see me now ask ya why ya see me this oh yet

them a talk ’bout we when we know your about yet

yes it’s a dread man nuff of dem a fret

as and so them talk man them bound to regret

put all me advice pon ya component set

Check one.

Check one.

Check, check one.

Mum said live a life of love and love di life you live

Why’d ya kill everything you surely might so give?

Why do some of the minds rob and steal?

My God ain’t false, my God is real.

Check one.

Check, check one.

Check one.

Check, check one.

(Callin’ di meek and di humble)

When me come a dance, a tuff me tuff

Some a dem a say me raggamuffin an’ ruff

Come a dancehall an’ me must mash it up

Like a dem dynamite man it must blow up

Check one.

Check, check one.

Y’know. Y’know.

Check one.

Check, check one.

Check one.

Check, check one.

Check one.

Check, check one.

Leftfield 21st Century Poem

How many bridges can they burn, till we turn?

How many lives can they take, till we break?

How many dreams terrorized, till we rise?

How many visions will they burn, till we learn?

How many homes set alight, till we fight?

How many futures must we dream, till we scream?

How many sins must they repeat, till we’re beat?

How many?

How many times?

Leftfield Phat Planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

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Phat planet

Phat planet

Phat planet

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Phat planet

Leftfield Chant Of A Poor Man

Earth, what a sufferation, yeah, sufferer.

I would rather live my life as a poor man,

Than to live inna corruption,

From when me born me grow in sufferation,

A poverty don’t no, no complextion,

Inna the ghetto it’s the same situation,

Dog a eat dog so you can’t trust no-one,

Informer them a gather information,

Put a next man me seh down inna detention.

Vicious, boom sound.

A this is a chant of a poor man,

This is a chant of a poor man,

Me holla rise up, face the enemy,

Show dem we solid, an’ we ready,

Rise up face the enemy,

Solid as a rock an you know seh we ready,

It is the time that you know we have to fight,

We have to stand up and deal with them right,

It is the time that you know we have to fight,

We have to stand up and deal with them right.

And this is a chant of a poor man.

This is a chant of a poor man.

Roughouse, watch this, well alright.

Jus’ warming in man, selector, do it.

Form a circle, light the chalice, mek we call the rasta man,

Mek we beat the bingi drum, mek we chant down Babylon,

It’s jus’ natural, you know tue herb inna me life me burn ital,

Me no want no seed, no stalk, a me no burn no petal,

It’s jus’ the buds on the herb, to which me partial,

Burn it by the key and by the ounce cor me a general,

Lick it inna me pipe, we win any battle, battle, battle, battle.

It is tue time that you know we have to fight,

We have to stand up and deal with the right.

It is tue time that you know we have to fight,

We have to stand up and deal with them right.

A this is a chant of a poor man,

Help me ou farther with your words of wisdom,

This is a chant of a poor man.

Help me farther give me your protection,

This is a chant of a poor man,

Help me ou farther with your words of wisdom,

This is a chant of a poor man.

Well me baul an sing,

All sufferers, a natural mystical, earth force,

Continuation, music will never cease,

All sufferers.