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Rise Up
Artist(s): St. John (feat. Gon Jah)

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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%


Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%


Category:
Urban


Subcategories:
Action, Dancehall, Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, News, Rap, Reggae, Reggae Dance Hall, Traffic Report


Keywords:
Aggressive, Jamaican, Jungle, Revolt, Revolution, Tribal, Uprising


Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Horns, Percussion, Piano, Solo Drums, Synthesizer


BPM:
120


Key:
Fm


Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo


Time Signature:
4/4


Lyrics:
Rise Up

RISE UP

CHORUS
Rise up but a rising never falling and we calling for da
Revolution
But I band together when we knock the devil from the sky now
Rise up but a Rasta men & women can you hear the cry now
Rise up
But Babylon is falling Jah need I and i

VERSE 1
When Jah people need a rebel sound system
We a feh dem light Jah fire & we lit them (we a feh=we are going to)
Turn the table it's a fable where de devil go
Bleach dem skin dem chicken pon the radio
Go upon the hill and think about Selassie
Soul grow when we spark flow and ask me
Cant kick flow blow like a donkey
Where me fellow rebel soul me gonna wanna go
When ya just left with a likka animal (likka=little)
Heel up wheel up wit a fist pump yo
Come committee come come bad a biddy bum bum
Pity wanna get some gun & they boom boom
Freak dem speak dem ah seh one done (ah seh one=cool)
All di while mon a seh a bum bum (all di while=all the time)
When ya behn in Babylon why yeh mus get fyah
When ya tread a ready one won an a come come

CHORUS

Im a Mr. Mention pure gal a wanna mi(Mr.Mention=ladies man)
Run a boat a money im a bad bwoy seh
See a many poverty in a ghetto cover me
Sleng teng burn tree down to deh ground see
Wa da do dem wit da youth dem fancy
Come now feel me its an automatic
Government says its just an autocratic
But the AK with the spray its spastic
Boot tha roots & dem shoots &its classic
Im a champion on the run bombastic
No cris ya cuss cuss must need a chalice (cris=cool, cuss cuss=argument)
Fiend ya fuss fuss ya might need em balance
Independent man in an independent land
Canna get me cuz I run upon deh sand
Bus dem shut & a bloodclot cut
Honor see dem ya wan jah bless

CHORUS

OUTRO
Jah only bless & cant no man curse me
Mash it up wit day outs dem hurts me
No odda way but pray im thirsty
We a fiend a finally found mercy
Come committee come come bad a biddy bum bum
Come committee come come bad a biddy bum bum



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