Tribes At War (feat. K’naan) – Damian Marley – letras

[Chorus 1 – Jr. Gong x2]Tribal warWe nuh want no more a datEvery man deserve to earnAnd every child deserve to learn, nowTribal warA nuh dat we a defendEvery man deserve a turnLike a flame deserve to burn[Verse 1 – Nas]Man what happened to us?Geographically they moved usFrom africaWe was once happiness pursuersNow we back stabbing, combative and abusiveThe african and arab go at it they most muslimUsed to be moving in unisonDisputes would endBounty hunters and grape street get cool againSome standard housingGot the young running rampantWilding, for a phantomHe can style inMask on his faceGrabbing his lugerSaying, ‘gnobody move or I’ll shoot ya’Man you’re expiringCatch 25 and he does it like a manHe sides with black,White pride and mexicanSurvive the best he canStrap a shank to his thighWhy do we all collide?Why do the young die?Extortion, murder and burglaryTattoos his chestSays his enemies don’t deserve to breathe[Chorus 2 – Jr. Gong x2]Tribal warWe nuh want no more a datEveryone deserve to earnAnd every child deserve to learn, lordTribal warA nuh dat we a defendEach and every man deserve a turnLike a flame deserve to burn[Verse 2 – K’Naan]I drink poisonThen I vomit diamondsI gave you mandela, black dalai lamasI gave you musicYou enthused in my kindnessSo how dare you reduce me to donny imusTimeless in case we never been acquaintedFlyness who made itIt gets duplicatedMindless violenceWell let me try to paint itHere’s the 5 stepsIn hopes to explain itOne!Its me and my nation against the worldTwo!Then me and my clan against the nationThree!Then me and my fam’ against the clanFour!Then me and my brother we no hesitationUh!Go against the fam’ until they cave inFive!Now who’s left in this deadly equation?That’s right, it’s me against my brotherThen we point a kalashnikovAnd kill one another[Chorus 3 – Jr. Gong x2]Tribal warWe nuh want no more a datEveryone deserve to earnAnd every child deserve to learnTribal warA nuh dat we a defendEvery man deserve a turnLike a flame deserve to burn[Verse 3 – Jr. Gong]Man a war tribalOver colorsOver money, over land, and over oil, and over godAnd over idols, and even loversOver breakfast, over dinner, over suppersOver jungle, over rema, over buckersOver brooklyn, over queens, and over rutgersOver red, and over blue, and over chuckersOver red and over blue and under coversTribal troubleThe drive by s doubleCause the youth dem nah go warAnd go fight with knuckleThe two sides scuffleVietnam nah go a warWith no more kung fu nun chuckleMissile and shuttleHuhAnd the queen of england and uncle samDem a flex dem muscleThe tribal hustleBlood diamond poodleSurvival struggle[Chorus 4 – Jr. Gong x2]Tribal warWe nuh want no more a datEveryone deserve to earnEvery child deserve to learnTribal warA nuh dat we a defendEach and every man deserve a turnLike a flame deserve to burn