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Folly Pon Di Face

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[Intro] (Chords: Bm - G - A) [Airhorns] [Soundboy Reload tag] Hear mi now! Labels a di trap weh dem set for di mind! How you a cut off your own nose go spite your own face? Folly dat! Pure folly! A one people, one blood, one destiny. Wheel up di riddim! Watch di stride! [Verse 1, Rapid-fire toasted singjay flow, syncopated pocket] Look how dem a slice di face just to spite di mirror, Drink di poison everyday, hoping di enemy wither! Dem a walk inna di shadow where di vision get dimmer, Selling out dem soul for a temporary glimmer. Watch di cycle: dem clear di block but dem block di blessing, [Antanclasis] Living inna malice, now di spirit distressin', Dem swallow dem pride and a gallon of venom, [Zeugma] Fighting over borders when a Jah Jah design 'em. So you run go burn di bridge weh you platforms depend on, Chasing after hatred weh di wicked man spend on. No sense inna di division, no peace inna di malice, You poison your own well and drink from di chalice! [Chorus, Anthemic melodic hook, heavy bass drop] Remove di label, melt down di chain! Under Jah Rastafari, we share di same rain! Why you fight your brother just to suffer di pain? When di tribal war over, tell mi who really gain? One people, one nation, one heartbeat inside, Drop di malice and di envy, drop di foolish pride! [Verse 2, Fiery roots chanter delivery, heavy rhythmic urgency] Too much walls inna di mind, too much border inna di dirt, Too much labels on di garment while di people a hurt! Too much weapon weh you fashion just to cause your own dirt! [Anaphora] You call yourself a tribal chief but what is it worth? The low tone, the slow groan, the cold stone of hate, [Assonance] Locks you inna prison right outside of Zion gate. You claim you a elite, claim you born inna a class, But di fire weh a come it a go melt all di glass. No more "this side," no more "that side," no more "dem vs us," Inna di balance of di universe, a ashes to dust! Mend di broken spirit, make di nation align, For di label is a fiction weh dem use to divide! [Chorus, Anthemic melodic hook, double vocal harmony] Remove di label, melt down di chain! Under Jah Rastafari, we share di same rain! Why you fight your brother just to suffer di pain? When di tribal war over, tell mi who really gain? One people, one nation, one heartbeat inside, Drop di malice and di envy, drop di foolish pride! [Bridge, Half-time roots chant, heavy dub echo] [Bass drops out, Kette drum solo] Jah never make a border, Jah never make a wall. When di rain fall, it fall upon us all. You cut your own flesh, you cry your own tear, Look inside di mirror, see di love over fear. One. Blood. One. Jah. [Outro, Melodic ad-libs, fade out with digital delays] [Airhorns] No more self-destruction. Put down di knife, pick up di life. One people under di sun. [Spoken refrain] If you cut your nose, a your own face disfigured, man. Wise up. Zion open for everyone. [Heavy spring reverb echo fade]