It is real, as real as it seem
Don't you live on illusion
And don't you ever try to live a dream
I sing

Buju say how could you rise up every living day
Telling yourself everything is ok
When you look at life you see it slipping away
Lord knows who feels it every moment every day

Those why cry for the poor get neglected, rejected, put to death
How much more we all gone take?
Did ya papa work off him shirt, blood, sweat and tears
Don't tell me that you no forget

Being oppressed by the oppressors, all different types of stress
For the sorrows of the poor, they don't even care less
Refuse to deal with world atrocities, civil unrest
Instead they're building penitentiaries as big as a bird nest
Saying we are to be blamed for whatever what mess

How could you rise up every living day?
Telling your kids everything is ok
When you look at life we see it slipping away
Lord knows who cry every moment every day

Some say, how you going? they wan know if we fine
Not until we repossess what's rightfully mine
Sitting down for so long we do believe it is time
Everyone is entitled to food at mealtime

'Till then, we'll struggle for rights, no more racial fights
Degradation to the highest heights
All obstacles as a people we have to cross
With health and strength we all can get across
Happenings of yesterday are just a thing of the past

How could you rise every living day
Telling yourself most things is ok
When we look at life its all slipping away
Lord knows who cry every moment every day

Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/db2Don't you cry little one, wipe your tears, sing my song
Though we in a strange land with evilous one
Help the weak if you're strong, iron sharpen iron
When you're down take a look is where the help a come from
What about the mastermind them with the fool-proof plan
What about the genius them who achieve "great one"

How could you rise up every living day?
Telling we-self everything is ok
When we look at life its all slipping away
Lord knows who cry every moment every day

Those why cry for the poor get rejected, neglected, put to death
How much more we all gone take?
Did you papa work off him shirt, blood, sweat and tears
Don't tell me that you no forgot

Being oppressed by the oppressors, all different types of stress
For the sorrows of the poor, they don't even care less
Refuse to deal with world atrocities, civil unrest
Instead they're building penitentiaries as big as a bird nest
Saying we are to be blamed for whatever what mess

How could you rise up every living day
Telling yourself those things is ok
When you look at life its all slipping away
Jah Jah knows who cry every moment every day

Some say, how you doing? them wan know if you fine
Not until we repossess what's rightfully mine
Sitting down for so long we do believe it is time
Everyone is entitled to food at mealtime

Till then, we'll struggle for rights, no more racial fights
Degradation to the highest heights
All obstacles as a people we have to cross
With health and strength we all can get across
Happenings of yesterday are just a thing of the past

How could you rise up every living day?
Telling we-self those things is ok