Dudu Stinks

hold the line for eternity
my shadow wants to murder me,
he jealous like an older brother waiting in maternity
runnin like north the direction for freedom
told his cousins bout the railroad they wouldn’t believe him

pitch dark, no food no water for days
he listens closely to the struggle and the rhythm it plays
villains dose him with bubbles and a ring if he plays
but he knows if he stays he’ll be stuck in the maze

saddle two worlds but america his residence
African American for real like the president
African not American has the evidence
a green card alien with permanent sentences

Jah Boogie

Gimme the day gimme the night
Gimme the black gimme the white
Gimme the earth gimme the sky
Gimme the dark gimme the light
Gimme the vison gimme the sight
Gimme the truth and not the lie
Gimme the divinity gimme the birthright.
People running everywhere/running from their fear
Generations tell you that the end is near.
Emotion on TV is the propaganda gear.
It ain't strange it's what goes on right here.

Chorus

Me say the rich man never dem worry bout police
The poor man can't find brush for dem teeth
The woman them can't run away from disease
And the children grow to be strong but empty

Dudu Stinks

i see them struggling and hustling to make ends meet
introduce them to another way to pay rent cheap
beat the turf with drugs guns and state sent seats
sitting cell by cell like we trace them beats

the old timers have the knowledge young bucks don’t need
they don’t want and don’t read toss faux fronts bleed
we can’t save the whole crop but grow some seeds
the survivors take heed, and show nuff lead

for all my niggas holdin families down
and passing off to your crown
you a man without the sound of a round
stoppin hearts and killing thoughts
for the pride of the town
they got my son boxed in, and lost in the brown

its street code boogie beats it with sticks
true sick and smooth slick spit the loogie for kicks
they understand when they get it, tools mixed with a gift
honed in by grown men rule the spruce with a switch

Chorus

Me say the rich man never dem worry bout police
The poor man can't find brush for dem teeth
The woman them can't run away from disease
And the children grow to be strong but empty

Jah Boogie

You can sink or you can swim
You can drown or you can live
We don't care/We have no fear
You can laugh or you can cry
You can live or you can die
You better be prepare/you better not be scare now. It's survival of the fittest and world is so hectic. Every man is for himself the children rejected. People of wisdom speaking but their words are not respected. Living in the ghetto hard and everyone is affected. That's why they got their weapon by their side Buffalo soilders all must ride. We have to hold on and hold on tight. We have to look within ourselves and find the most high.
Buffalo souljah marching ahead now
Be prepared cuz they all want us dead now/ you can not stop this a mighty force ah we must stay on course y'all.