SUGAR SWEET FUH SOME, BITTER FUH WE - GABBERTS

[Intro] Sugar sweet, yes… But not for everybody… Some build mansion, Some build empire, Some catch profit… And we catch pain… Hear de truth now… [Verse 1] In Barbados de cane did wave, But beneath dat breeze was de life ah slave, Sun on de field and whip in de hand, Blood and sweat help build de land. One set plant, another set reap, One set laugh while another can’t sleep, From de boiling house to de big estate, Some men rich and we catch fate. [Pre-Chorus] Sugar in de tea, Sugar in de cup, But tell me whose back Hold de whole ting up? History talking, Loud and free, Sweet for some, bitter for we. [Chorus] Sweet for some, bitter for we, Sugar build fortune on misery. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Big house stand tall on agony. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Cane field shining, but pain run deep. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Some get gold and we get grief. [Verse 2] Drax Hall name ring down de years, Covered in profit, covered in tears, Generation pass and still de same, Old slave money wearing new name. England keep de silver bright, While Caribbean living wid de night, One family hold on tight to de gain, While we still counting de cost ah pain. [Pre-Chorus] Sugar in de bowl, Sugar in de trade, But whose bones Help build dat blade? History talking, Set it free, Sweet for some, bitter for we. [Chorus] Sweet for some, bitter for we, Sugar build fortune on misery. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Big house stand tall on agony. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Cane field shining, but pain run deep. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Some get gold and we get grief. [Verse 3] Dem write history clean and neat, Leave out de chains and de blistered feet, Leave out de mothers, leave out de cries, Leave out de truth and polish de lies. But book open now, de facts come clear, What was whispered ringing in every ear, From Barbados cane to English wall, You could trace de wealth straight back to all. [Bridge] No, dis is not Old story done, Not while de profit Still hide from sun. Not while de land, Not while de name, Still carry honour From stolen gain. So doh tell we hush, Doh tell we wait, Justice delayed Still challenge fate. [Verse 4] Reparations is not just talk, Not just marching, not just chalk, It is memory with backbone strong, Calling out right where there was wrong. If sugar sweet in history book, Come and see de second look, Taste de sorrow, read de plea, Sweet for some, bitter for we. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Sugar build fortune on misery. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Empire smiling while we still bleed. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Cane look golden, but truth not sleep. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Some get rich and we bury grief. Sweet for some, bitter for we, Hear de ancestors calling deep. Sweet for some, bitter for we, History rise and refuse to sleep. Sweet for some! Bitter for we! Cane in de sun, But de chains still dey! Sweet for some! Bitter for we! Big house shining, But de truth cyah sleep! Sweet for some! Bitter for we! Sugar and blood in de same history! Sweet for some! Bitter for we! Dem keep de wealth, We keep de memory! [Outro] Sugar sweet… But not for all… Big house tall… But hear de call… Sweet for some… Bitter for we…