Count To 10 Tarmac Reggae Ft Turbulence

Letra:
Count To 10 Tarmac Reggae Ft Turbulence

Hey Tarmac bun vampires and warlords!
Colombian riddim!
No isms squisms hey Turbelence say!

Control your meditation my lord, it's running wild
Although the tribulation time hard, do not get vile
just go easy and count to ten before you put a bullet in your own friend
just be real and stop pretend no trod upon no journey with no heathen

Singing so many things that happen in my yard
living down inna di ghetto where Jah's my only god!
Hustle fi survive, everyday becomes harder
after every stumble Rastaman affi stand up
me seh Rasta live in but him nuh belong to Babylon
affi care yourself, beware when pon di corner
better be wise, can't even trust your brother
Ya'understand?
Children of the ghetto behave inna bad manners
me still rise up Rasta banner, tell dem Turbulence!

Control your meditation my lord, it's running wild
Although the tribulation time hard, do not get vile
just go easy and count to ten before you put a bullet in your own friend
just be real and stop pretend no trod upon no journey with no heathen

'Cause is this inna your brain, make it format
this ah Turbulence the future, tell dem now Tarmac
when Satan a call, no answer when di door knock
politician a abide everytime the poor knock
dem issue glocks and macks, copper inna Boby socks
prosecute and ridicule, galang go tell they are lot
Dem cyaan hold me inna dem trop
dem cyann feed me with Mithology, me nuh eat nuh dat!
Pollution me nuh pet and pomper dat
Ethipia, that's where it's at

Control your meditation my lord, it's running wild
Although the tribulation time hard, do not get vile
just go easy and count to ten before you put a bullet in your own friend
just be real and stop pretend no trod upon no journey with no heathen

Rasta never stop dem ah real blood and fyah warrior
do right today, inna di strong n'affi sorry for
Concrete jungle, affi stand tall
Deh pon di hill top we'll see Babylon fall, tell dem!

Come as one Jerusalem
Trod as one now Israel
Be wise children of men
and never be a victim of your burden

Control your meditation my lord, it's running wild
Although the tribulation time hard, do not get vile
just go easy and count to ten before you put a bullet in your own friend
just be real and stop pretend no trod upon no journey with no heathen