Premiere Recolte


[01] Boum boum
[02] Muslim praise
[03] What's wrong
[04] Reggae's (Born to)
[05] House of slaves
[06] P4
[07] Little child
[08] Nyabinghy jumping
[09] Peace preachers' words
[10] Antifacho dub
[11] Africa


Boum boum (Haut de page)

Cui-cui


Muslin Praise (Haut de page)

It begins with a voice
That rises through the air
Here comes now
The muezzin's words

Coming to wake his mind
Gonna make him get up now
It's muslim praise
Under the sun

It's chant and psalms
For the Most High
It's muslim praise
Under the sky
It's chant and psalms
For the Most High
It's muslim praise in Africa

A man's standing on his feet
Opened heart for the king
His small dreadlocks
In the sea wind
It's a vision of faith
Now rising through the air
It's muslim praise
Growing up through the air

| It's chant and psalms
| For the Most High
2| It's muslim praise
x| Under the sky
| It's chant and psalms
| For the Most High
| It's muslim praise in Africa

Allah, Jah, Rastafarai
Allah, Jah, Rastafarai
Mahomet, Jesus Christ, Buddha
Jah is one, one ...



What's wrong (Haut de page)

Some call us (delinquent)
Delinquent they say
Some call us (criminals) criminals !
Some call us (junkies junkies)
Some call us (but they're crazy !)
We're living in the time of lies in
A hypocrit state
Old men in smart clothes
They want to teach the youth ...
Telling me telling you
(What's bad, what's good)
Telling me telling you
(The truth, the truth) the truth
They build the laws
But don't hear the people
Open your eyes
You've got to live in your time
So stop these lies

2| What's wrong, wrong with lighting my spliff today ?
x| What's wrong, wrong with making me feel irie ?

But they're crazy
Yes they're crazy !!

We're living in the time of lies in
A hypocrit state
Old men in smart clothes
They want to teach the youth ...
They build the laws
But don't hear the people
Open your eyes
You've got to live in your time
So stop these lies

2| What's wrong, wrong with ligthing my spliff today ?
x| What's wrong, wrong with making me feel irie ?

Ecoute !
Sinse s'empare du mike pour te parler de Ganja
Alors écoute ce style c'est pas l'discours des médias
Car les gens parlent de l'herbe mais disent n'importe quoi
Y'en a même qui comparent ça à la coco ou au kekra
Pourtant l'herbe n'a jamais tué en France les médecins vous le diront
Même si le nombre de consommateurs s'élève à plus de 4 millions
Ailleurs on fume depuis des générations
Sans que l'on constate le moindre problème dans la population
Alors ...
Sinse s'empare du mike pour te parler de Ganja
Jeune homme écoute ce style c'est pas l'discours des médias
Ouais, Sinse s'empare du mike pour te parler de Ganja ...

Je tire une tafffff ... j'avale ...

Et repars à l'attaque pour dire que l'alcool chaque année tue des jeunes par milliers
Moi je vois des mômes de 10 ans en acheter au supermarché
Mais c'est dans notre culture repondront certains français
Mais va dire ça à la femme de l'alcoolo qui ce soir se prend une raclée
Alors si criminel il y a il n'est pas celui qu'on croit
Franchement le vrai criminel pour moi il vend l'alcool et le tabac
Je ne te parle pas du supermarché, je te parle de l'Etat
Qui vend le cancer et la cirrhose et chasse les fumeurs de Ganja
Passe le Joke, man, passe le Joke !!! Believe me !!!
Well, Sinse dédicace ce style à tous les jeunes qui savent kesmo avec modération
Tranquille ! Juste pour la vibration you know ?
Big up à tous les cultivateurs qui travaillent dans le jardin
Pour faire dans le 100% naturel



Reggae's (born to) (Haut de page)

Some play reggae in a commercial way
Money, money they say they want
Money, more money, just money, more money
Some play reggae
Demma slackness today, easy, easy,
To talk about sex, that's so easy
(Reggae's) Reggae's born to shout people's pains
Never forget oh no, (reggae's) reggae's born
To give love to men ...
Never forget oh no, (reggae's) reggae's born to shout people's pains
Never forget oh no
So big it up, reggae now

4| Bigging it up, bigging it up
x| Big it, big it up reggae now

And if you can feel, truthfull vibes
Through his sound, through Marley's style
You could share it in this time, share it man
(Reggae's forever alive) each day of your life
(The message got to stay alive) share it, oh man
(He said "Stand up for your rights")
So next time his vibes could be I and I vibes ...
Share it man
(Reggae's forever alive) each day of your life
(The message got to stay alive) share it, oh man
(He said "Don't give up the fight")
So next time his vibes could be I and I vibes ...

So big it up reggae now

5| Bigging it up, bigging it up
x| Big it, big it up reggae now


House of slaves (Haut de page)

They came from the sea to the so sweet african land
With their guns and army they started hunting black men
Stole them from their countries, stole from them friends
Brought to another city set in this big house of slaves

The silver and gold (yes they stole)
The strongest brothers (yes they stole)
The nicest sisters (yes they stole)
To build their cities, our societies
This is a part of black story, this is a part of human story

So people of Europe let me tell you
The things they made
These so pure people, yes, yes, yes
Took them away
They didn't try to understand, oh no
They didn't try to make them friends
They didn't tried to understand
It was just this house of slave ...

The silver and gold (yes they stole)
The strongest brothers (yes they stole)
The nicest sisters (yes they stole)
To build their cities, our societies
This is a part of black story, this is a part of human story

Good Jah, sweet Jah
See what they've done, what they've done
Oh Jah, my sweet Jah
See what they've done

400 years


P4 (Haut de page)

Well Sinse tranquille dans le studio dédicace ce style
A tous les objecteurs, à tous ceux qui par conscience
Refusent la violence
Ca fait :

Pas d'uniforme, non mon ami, non
Pas d'uniforme
Je ne servirai pas l'armée, je ns suis pas ce type d'homme
Je répète que
Pas d'uniforme, non mon ami, non
Pas d'uniforme
Car je rejete toute violence mon ami quelle qu'en soit la forme

Ouais tu te lèves un matin
Tranquille tu vas au courier
Regarde jeune homme qui t'a écrit
C'est le ministère des armées

Convoqué, à tes 3 jours t'es convoqué
Alors oublie tes délires, man, oh man, man
Oublie tes projets

Bientôt l'armée, le crâne rasé et les rangos aux pieds
A défiler toute la journée sous les ordres d'un bouffon de gradé
Une année de ta vie l'état s'apprète à te voler
Moi j'remercie Jah, Jah car je n'ai galéré qu'une journée
Car réformé, l'jeune qui s'exprime au mike est réforme
P4, P4, ils m'ont pris pour un taré
Trop agité, trop décalé, trop de bonnes vibes dans mon stylé
Ils m'ont jeté en une journée, j'y ai gagné ma liberté

Je répète que
Pas d'uniforme, non mon ami, non
Pas d'uniforme
Je ne servirai pas l'armée, je ns suis pas ce type d'homme
Je répète que
Pas d'uniforme, non mon ami, non
Pas d'uniforme
Car je rejete toute violence mon ami quelle qu'en soit la forme
J'préfère apprendre à vivre, qu'apprendre à tuer
Des soldats dans ce monde de fous y'en a déjà assez
Sinsemilia rentre dans la danse pour mettre les posse irie
Musicalement et sans violence on met le feu sur l'armée
Pas d'uniforme, pas d'uniforme, pas d'uniforme ...


Little child (Haut de page)

Oh little little child, I saw in your eyes
Too hunger, fears and cries, cries for your Africa
Oh little little child, yes I know that sometimes
You're asking yourself why Jah made you live this life, live this life

What's the answer
for the african children ?
Where is this world of hope
for their future ?
What's the answer for the african children ?
Where is this world ...

Oh little little child, I'm sorry for my lies
But it was really too hard
To talk and break your heart
Break your heart

Let Jah bless African children
Jah bless African children

Oh little little child, man is getting too wild
So keep your faith in Jah
Yes solution stays in Jah


Nyabinghy Jumping (Haut de page)

| Strong he went
2| Stronger he came back
x| Natty dread took strength
| Ina dis Babylon heart

Ina dis kingdom
Kingdom of money
Natty dread offered vibes
All over his way
Ina dis kingdom
Kingdom of money
Ina dis big kingdom
Natty dread's irie

So beat your drums rasta
Beat it in the night
Beat your drum rasta
Shake up your locks
Under the stars

So beat your drums rasta
Beat it in the night
Beat your drum rasta
Shake up your locks
Shake up your locks
Under the stars
Under the stars

|Show nyabinghy jumping
2|Nyabinghy hurting
x|Nyabinghy jumping
|Nyabinghy hurting
|Hurting hurting hurting

So beat your drums rasta
Beat it in the night
Beat your drum rasta
Shake up your locks
Shake up your locks
Under the stars
Under the stars

|Show nyabinghy jumping
6|Nyabinghy hurting
x|Nyabinghy jumping
|Nyabinghy hurting
|Hurting hurting hurting


Peace Preachers' Words (Haut de page)

Peace preacher's words
Are not so hard to dig
Wherever you come from
Whatever your langage
Peace preacher's words
Are not so hard to dig
If you just can feel the music

Can you hear the bass
Shouting my anger ?
Can you hear nyabinghy
Chanting my love ?
3x| (This sound)
Got a soul
3x| (This sound)
A rebel soul

And if you hear you can feel
And if you feel you can dig

2x| The message in this music

I don't need no gun
Don't need no knife
To set the pressure
Far from my life

Yes I try to touch your mind
So if you want to feel high
Roll your spliff and feel high
But open up your heart
And try to catch theses vibes
Cause

Peace preacher's words
Are not so hard to dig
Wherever you come from
Whatever your langage
Peace preacher's words
Are not so hard to dig
If you just can feel the music

Can you hear the bass
Shouting my anger ?
Can you hear nyabinghy
Chanting my love ?
3x| (This sound)
Got a soul
3x| (This sound)
A rebel soul

And if you hear you can feel
And if you feel you can dig

2x| The message in this music


Antifacho Dub (Haut de page)

plein x| La France aux Français

Bouge !!!

Fire sur tous ceux qui prèchent la haine
Fire sur le borgne et ses skinheads
Allez viens là man
Jette le style
Antifacho dub !!!

You fight'em in a dub style
You fight'em in a roots style
Kill'em with reggae


Africa (Haut de page)

Yes I
I'll never forget the things you taught me
No I, I'll never forget the vibes you gave me

2| The heat of your sun and the sound of your streets
x| Still live in me, your people, your people, the smile of their children

(I love you) oh Africa, love Africa
(I love you) from the deepest of my heart
(I love you) oh Africa, love Africa
(I love you)
I know you could be Zion on Earth
Yes I know you could be Zion on Earth

2| But Babylon wickedness drives you in a mess
x| And let your children suffer

So I cry, Lord I cry...
Yes I
I'll never forget the things you taught me
No I, I'll never forget the vibes you gave me
(I love you) oh Africa, love Africa
(I love you) from the deepest of my heart
(I love you) oh Africa, love Africa
(I love you)
I know you could be Zion on Earth
Yes I know you could be Zion on Earth

2| But Babylon wickedness drives you in a mess
x| And let your children suffer

4x| Africa, Africa, (Africa) Africa


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