Be Kind - Zak Abel

Hey, hey hey Well yuh done know seh bad man nah watch nuh stripe No matter the color or the type From wah day mi some boy a move hype But yuh know weh mi tell dem Weh Frisco Kid tell them When we bus wi things wi nuh run weh Police nuh come deh Worse when mi under mi chalice Nuff radio car wi mek drive weh Helicopter fly weh Poor likkle Seargant Wallace When we bus wi things wi nuh run weh Sunday to Sunday Worse when mi under mi chalice Nuff radio car wi mek drive weh All Easter Friday Poor likkle Seargant Wallace Hey A weh police a guh and dem nuh know bout di war Some likkle soldier boy with them old SLR Dem hear "raaarhhhh" and di whole a dem run guh far Guh hide underneath Mr. Ruddy ole car Bad man in di street lay flat pon di tar A lick it up and bus it like some ole movie star And if di queen come dem will bus it up pon her Cause dem under dem ganja cigar Tivoli bus it up and nuh run weh Police nuh come deh Worse when dem unda dem chalice Nuff radio car dem mek drive weh Helicopter fly weh Poor likkle seargant wallace Spanglers bus them tings and nuh run weh Sunday to Sunday Worse when dem unda dem Chalice A nuff radio car dem mek drive weh All Easter Friday Poor likkle Seargant Wallace Di man dem bus shot by di bucket and a nuff dog a bark No man nuh fraida man a just di bigger gun talk Di introtek di Calico di Eagle and di Hawk Yuh tink man only bad a New York... Junglist bus dem tings and nuh run weh Police nuh come deh Worse when dem unda dem chalice Nuff radio car dem mek FLY weh Helicopter DRIVE weh Poor likkle Seargant Wallace When wi bus wi tings wi nuh run weh Sunday to Sunday Worse when wi unda wi chalice Nuff radio car wi mek drive weh All Easter Friday Poor likkle Seargant Wallace A pure Juvenile a run di place warm Some likkle likkle youth weh just ina first form A flex with them machine under them arm Cause none a dem nuh fraida police uniform Di MP a beg dem fi please keep di calm A pure guerilla works di likkle youth dem perform Police have fi run when dem start turn it on Government nuh know what a gwaan 'Kirk man bus dem tings and nuh run weh Police nuh come deh Worse when dem unda dem chalice Nuff radio car dem mek FLY weh Helicopter DRIVE weh Poor likkle Seargant Wallace When wi bus wi tings wi nuh run weh Sunday to Sunday Worse when wi unda wi chalice Nuff radio car wi mek drive weh All Easter Friday Poor likkle Seargant Wallace

We are not your kind of people You seem kind of phony Everything's a lie We are not your kind of people Something in your makeup Don't see eye to eye We are not your kind of people Don't want to be like you Ever in our lives We are not your kind of people We find when you start talking There's nothing but white noise Aaahh aahh aaahhh aahh Aaahh aahh aaahhh aahh Running around trying to fit in Wanting to be loved It doesn't take much For someone to shut you down When you built a shell Built an army on your mind You can't sit still And you don't like hanging round the crowd They don't understand You dropped by as I was sleeping You came by to see the whole commotion And when I woke, I started laughing The joke's on me for not believing We are not your kind of people Speak a different language We see through your lies We are not your kind of people Won't be cast as demons Creatures you despise We are extraordinary people We are extraordinary people We are extraordinary people We are extraordinary people

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true