Barrington Levy - P.o.T (Poverty of Thought) lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac speaking] "There's too much money here I mean, nobody should be hitting the Lotto for 36 Million And we got people starving That is NOT idealistic, That's just rude That is just Stupid" [Verse 1: Hesan] I wanna fix the poverty in P.E Maybe they'd help me if they honestly believe me I speak differently so they phonically deceive me It's easy to speak of peace from where you can't see me The shifting of the seasons, come with a static change And it remains to detain those without a name Without a voice, or a choice for their own lives And while we thrive, we criticize how they survive Preoccupied with the lies of the criminal ties It's a sinful disguise for their minimal lives Dedication to a nation They tell us to have patience, people living on the pavements? We notice them when they stealing, not when they starving We notice them when they dealing, not when they're coughing Don't notice them when they're dreaming for a bit of laughing And we turn a blind eye when they're sealing up the coffins! [2Pac speaking] "These little kids that was at the gas station, it impressed me that them little kids, like 14, and they pumping people's gas Instead of like taking the money, like I would be, that's the easy way They pumping people's gas! And you people are cruel, they'll give you a quarter after watching you inhale vapour and everything They'll give you a quarter for pumping people's gas And I gave them little kids like 50 bucks and was like '(gasp), Thank You!' But that teaches them the work ethic! That teaches them that, when you work hard, And be responsible There's a reward for that" [Verse 2: U.G] Hey yo! I'm a villain to this prison they call society So they label me the baddest sadist you see? Damaging the fantasy the government has planned for me And if you with the revolution join the SSB family tree Damned you see, I come here to summon the Annunaki On the beat like a tambourine Shaking and quaking your heart starts to race when You see the truth in everything that I'm saying That we products ain't it obvious? Touched by something from the heavens up above Past the clouds, you should be proud to even think aloud Acting like gloats when we should be working sh** out I'd rather be shot dead from the truth that I spread Instead of a trend of forgetting that we all friends Poorly educated leader who hasn't even reached grade four Dragging us into this poverty of thought [2Pac speaking] Cause they never bring hope, you know what I'm saying? There's no hope. And there's not gon' be too many more Christmas's without hope, you know what I'm saying? Not to make it just about Christmas, there's not gon' be too many more days, without hope. Cause if there's hopelessness, there's revolution. You know, there's change. If there's change, somebody's gonna end up on the bottom. And it doesn't have to be like that. It doesn't have to be a, we on bottom, you on top kinda thing, it can be just like, let's spread it [Verse 3: Storm] Suicide on my mind, but I couldn't do it Cause all I wanna do is rhyme, thought about it all the time But I couldn't leave without saying goodbye To the poverty everywhere, It's a nightmare All those people dying like they can't even afford air Stupid rich people don't even really care That's why we steal, cause it ain't fair Gotta stay strong, Gotta go on, Gotta Survive And strive, to stay alive, all the time, when you arrive in this crazy life Sometimes, you gotta swallow your pride Cause Time is never behind, we always reminded, every time it rewinds, to the tears in my eyes Hear the fears in their cries, Suicide on your mind, just don't die The Poverty of Thought, That's the cause for this remorse The problem is the cource of non-physical force [Malcolm X speaking] “When you live in a poor neighborhood, you are living in an area where you have poor schools. When you have poor schools, you have poor teachers. When you have poor teachers, you get a poor education. When you get a poor education, you can only work in a poor-paying job. And that poor-paying job enables you to live again in a poor neighborhood. So, it's a very vicious cycle [Verse 4: Sloo] Memo number 1, both the winter n summers come Call me the son of mumford running with crumbs Trailin off, I'm hansal, turn a handsome pa** to a puff Ash when it's done, cleopatra's son, suburban from slums Born in a time of blacks gettin cuffed, escaped the revolution Lucky it wasn't violent to my family who wasn't movin Returned to a glitchy rainbow still bein born Minds were being opened, but colours were still bein scorned And history was still being mourned, but I'm more worried for future Aparthied kids with no school, leading us through a storm Just a thought, but we still got the potential for life Not dying in these shackles of the westernised state of mind We're animals who've become alien to our planet Know more about celeb scandals then planting a seed Breathe, I'm tryna paddle through our ocean of drought You see I'm just tryna spit the sh** you should be knowing about It's cold in the south, they've frozen our hearts Bull sh** flows out they mouth, s**in light from the dark So now we blind, that's why our paths have reversed backwards Our past has become our present, the worst gift to unravel Care more for the j**el on wrist than food for the kids You don't need a phd to know we stupid as sh** That's just my vision of truth, were living in tombs We put ourselves on a pedastill but we're twistin a noose# [Nelson Mandela speaking] "And now, we face the difficult task of making our government turn their promises into the actions that will save millions of lives. We can be the greater generation that makes poverty history. And to make poverty history, we must now make promises happen, one by one. Don't give up now, let your politicians know you are watching every step they take They made promises, now they must deliver