| Those deeds of your past are gonna come to bite ya
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| The guilt you feel is as real as sin
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| Like Levi and the covenant
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| Tribe of Judah building boats again
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| Of Ruben and Simeon
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| All turning their backs on the Nations
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| Committing great crimes, with no shame
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| And true to form, it is you to blame
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| Some will be shocked when they find out
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| Others in hysteria as Jah take over
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| Those deeds of your past are gonna come to bite ya
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| The guilt you feel is as real as sin
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| So a poet in Iran, writes to family in Afghanistan
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| About a lonely Eritrean, who scatters around the Earth looking for
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| A new life, in these changing time
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| All prisons on Earth, unchain these binds
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| Police come like alien in the night
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| Carrying guns and bright light
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| Taking away the rock of the family
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| Building up their prisons by the seas
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| Borders and barriers to cross
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| Can someone tell me who is the boss
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| Our performance in this bit
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| Is acting like a hypocrite
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| Mr. know it all
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| Those deeds of your past are gonna come to bite ya
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| The guilt you feel is as real as sin
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| Like Levi and the covenant
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| Tribe of Judah building boats again
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| Of Ruben and Simeon
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| All turning their backs on the Nations
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| Committing great crimes, with no shame
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| And true to form, it is you we blame
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| Some will be shocked when they find out
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| Others in hysteria as Jah take over
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| Those deeds of your past are gonna come to bite ya
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| The guilt you feel is as real as sin
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| As a refugee from Sudan, on a boat looking for dry land
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| Or the orphaned Syrian, waiting for the opportunity of
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| A new life, in these changing time
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| All prisons on Earth unchain these binds
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| Who is who and what is what
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| Programs for equality soon get cut
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| Danger zones and market places
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| Working hard to separate the races
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| Are we gonna take it to heart that they
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| Only want to raise a family
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| So this is democracy’s aim
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| To drive them all away
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| Pure vampires |