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For the consciousness of the nation
Sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation:
The music we make
It cuts across borders
We never make music to someone else's orders
Plenty of issues on the agenda if you want to lend a helping hand
We?re always told to shut up and dance
But you have to change this - take a chance
Turn the tables,
We know you're able
Don't just consume
Make your own tune.
The music, we use it
We're making a stand
I wouldn't call this a green and pleasant land
A conscious response is what we demand
Challenge the system and those in command
Express your opinion
It's your domain
If you fail to do this
You are partly to blame
My heart is beating
No retreat
The battle continues
We'll suffer no defeat
This war you've been waging
It's time we were raging
In our minds
And on the streets
Sample this
It's an education
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation.
Look around you, yeah
Open your mind
Check it out
Tell me what you find
Here to document the situation
The sounds of the original, the original...
Hope and glory
A myth of the tories
We're here to tell you a different story
Here to readdress the situation
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation.
A rapper I May be
But packaged I'm not
I'll slip through the noose before you tie the knot
This work in progress not slick but rough
Breaking all records
Twelve inches ain't enough
Sample this It's an education
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation...
We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic
The only 'e' we use is electric
An Asian background
That's what's reflected
But this militant vibe ain't what you expected
With your liberal minds
You patronize our culture
Scanning the surface like vultures
With your tourist mentality
we're still the natives
You're multicultural but we're anti-racist
We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic
The only 'e' we use is electric.
And we cry
them coulda never escape Disya judgment...
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Tu meri me tera
You are mine and I am yours
Standing together side by side
I'm not your shadow but I could be your guide
Stick with me in this time of insanity
Working together to survive this reality
Without you I don't think I could bear
Belief in myself man You take me there
You see me as I am And what I wanna be
The hopes for myself Yes you are the key
And when I'm on the mic
I don't have to chat shit
Guns or cars or the size of my prick
Your inspiration makes me rap wisely
Like Tunes for a cold ( ! )
You make me think clearly
Asian sisters shouldn't hear slackness
But conscious lyrics like Sounds of Blackness
Asian brothers come listen to me
Respect your sisters if you wanna be free
I will never forget the love you have given
Sacrificed for the life we are living
the greatest wealth that no-one can steal
No amount of wickedness woulda stand in your way
I will never forget
how you struggled to allow us to see a better day.
Standing together side by side
I'm not your shadow but I could be your guide
Stick with me in this time of insanity
Working together to survive this reality
Without you I don't think I could bear
Belief in myself man You take me there
You see me as I am And what I wanna be
The hopes for myself Yes you are the key
And when I'm on the mic
I don't have to chat shit
Guns or cars or the size of my prick
Your inspiration makes me rap wisely
Like Tunes for a cold ( ! )
You make me think clearly
Asian sisters shouldn't hear slackness
But conscious lyrics like Sounds of Blackness
Asian brothers come listen to me
Respect your sisters if you wanna be free
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Spread power with words
The gold that you stole
The pillage and the plunder
Is it any wonder that we're here?
It ain't no mystery
The fecting and the shooting
That's the real history
We're only here 'cos you were there
Consequences of your global pillage
I never had the feeling to either destroy or conquer
I sift to the debris you left in your wake
When you pushed us in to third place
When the truth is uncovered and the story's been told
you won't be able to look me in the face .....
We're only here 'cos you were there
Here in England a global village
Consequences of your global pillage
Master D chat it up ....
I sift to the debris you left in your wake
When you pushed us in to third place
When the truth is uncovered and the story's been told
you won't be able to look me in the face .....
You treated my mother's land
just like one big plantation
You did this to the African
You did this to the Asian
Famine was caused not by god but taxation
The fruits of our labour were used to build your nation
Sucking us dry - our country's natural juice
Yes our underdevelopment was caused by your abuse.
Gonna check the missing pages
We'll be adding up the numbers
We'll be looking for witnesses so they can tell our brothers
We'll be using the technology
Jammin' with it consciously
We are gonna spread power with words.
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For the consciousness of the nation
Sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation:
The music we make
It cuts across borders
We never make music to someone else's orders
Plenty of issues on the agenda if you want to lend a helping hand
We?re always told to shut up and dance
But you have to change this - take a chance
Turn the tables,
We know you're able
Don't just consume
Make your own tune.
The music, we use it
We're making a stand
I wouldn't call this a green and pleasant land
A conscious response is what we demand
Challenge the system and those in command
Express your opinion
It's your domain
If you fail to do this
You are partly to blame
My heart is beating
No retreat
The battle continues
We'll suffer no defeat
This war you've been waging
It's time we were raging
In our minds
And on the streets
Sample this
It's an education
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation.
Look around you, yeah
Open your mind
Check it out
Tell me what you find
Here to document the situation
The sounds of the original, the original...
Hope and glory
A myth of the tories
We're here to tell you a different story
Here to readdress the situation
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation.
A rapper I May be
But packaged I'm not
I'll slip through the noose before you tie the knot
This work in progress not slick but rough
Breaking all records
Twelve inches ain't enough
Sample this It's an education
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation...
We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic
The only 'e' we use is electric
An Asian background
That's what's reflected
But this militant vibe ain't what you expected
With your liberal minds
You patronize our culture
Scanning the surface like vultures
With your tourist mentality
we're still the natives
You're multicultural but we're anti-racist
We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic
The only 'e' we use is electric.
And we cry
them coulda never escape Disya judgment...
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Tu meri me tera
You are mine and I am yours
Standing together side by side
I'm not your shadow but I could be your guide
Stick with me in this time of insanity
Working together to survive this reality
Without you I don't think I could bear
Belief in myself man You take me there
You see me as I am And what I wanna be
The hopes for myself Yes you are the key
And when I'm on the mic
I don't have to chat shit
Guns or cars or the size of my prick
Your inspiration makes me rap wisely
Like Tunes for a cold ( ! )
You make me think clearly
Asian sisters shouldn't hear slackness
But conscious lyrics like Sounds of Blackness
Asian brothers come listen to me
Respect your sisters if you wanna be free
I will never forget the love you have given
Sacrificed for the life we are living
the greatest wealth that no-one can steal
No amount of wickedness woulda stand in your way
I will never forget
how you struggled to allow us to see a better day.
Standing together side by side
I'm not your shadow but I could be your guide
Stick with me in this time of insanity
Working together to survive this reality
Without you I don't think I could bear
Belief in myself man You take me there
You see me as I am And what I wanna be
The hopes for myself Yes you are the key
And when I'm on the mic
I don't have to chat shit
Guns or cars or the size of my prick
Your inspiration makes me rap wisely
Like Tunes for a cold ( ! )
You make me think clearly
Asian sisters shouldn't hear slackness
But conscious lyrics like Sounds of Blackness
Asian brothers come listen to me
Respect your sisters if you wanna be free
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Lies! Damn lies and statistics
Fitting up and stitching down at ballistics
The back of the van it ain't used for seating
Just check through the window the youth them get a beating
Meet P.C P.R the designer policeman
Putting up a smokescreen with his multi coloured truncheon
Shake a few bad apples off the long arm of the law
But he knows and we know that it's rotten to the core
Black man on a double yellow he's a criminal
A racial attack- investigation minimal
You'll always find us on the end of a baton
When the black meets the blue you know who's getting spat on
Now I'm giving to you and I'm driving into you
The truth- no number crunching- it's just your mind that we are mugging
ADF taking them on at I- spy
Watching them watching us operation eagle lie
Unity is strength and strength is unity
IC1, IC2 and also IC3
All together we can defend the whole community
One people, all nations to reach their destiny
Before the devil man used to use the truncheon
To kill the black man is still his dream ambition
Now they have swat batons and CCTV
For unusual people just like you and me
Young sisters and brothers dying from heart attacks
But how can we breath when the beast is on our back
CS gas in your lungs, eyes and your mouth
Just another police murder without without a doubt
CPS is the piggies alibi
None of them ever prepared to be the fall guy
ADF taking them on at I- spy
Watching them watching us operation eagle lie.
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We never had it so good
Day to day It's the government plan
To grind them down Every man and woman
To grind them down Every man and woman
To grind them down Every man and woman
Day to day It's the government plan
To grind them down Every man and woman ....
To fuck up their minds
Put their lives in their hands
To smash up their brains
Unable to understand
This is a message to those in command
There was never any freedom
Just castles built on sand ...
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I grab the mic
To commence with the mic check
Supply rhymes, man you've never heard yet
You never thought an Asian could do this
Well you're wrong
Wrong again
Hardcore!
That's what I wanna be
All over the white world
Yes they'll remember me
Don't look at me as an Innocent bystander
Because I'll scare you after dark ...
Master D Adlib
Paki bashing
That's what I call fucking racism
And you can tell I'm a fucking Paki lover
Day to day
Night to night
Persecution with a capital P
Racism with a capital R
Man I've seen your scar
I've seen your scar
You expect me to sympathise
The hell no!
You don't know the price that we're paying
Master D Adlib
What you see is no mirage
Asian guys and girls comin large
Straight from the East
Tough!
And coming like a beast
Guys who are very keen and showing ability
Tranquility, we have the audacity
Speaking out
'Cos there's no doubt about that
Another critical rhyne Make you wanna look
Observe it
It's like a comic book
Coming from the place
with the capital B
I'll let you guess-
No let me tell you:
The B and the A and the N and the G and the L and the A
with a word called Desh
Sums up the country The word and the place called Bangladesh
So you never contest
Yes you thought I couldn't do it
I'm not a Black man
This time it's an Asian
Some fear the white man
Some fear the Ku Klux Klan
But they ain't up to no good
Brother brother, sister sister
Yes if your miss or if your mister
Listen to this rap
It's Asian guys coming correct
Way back in the sixties
Our fathers, our mothers
They suffered a lot for us
They couldn't say much
They couldn't do much
'cos of the fear of getting beat up
But now it's the nineties
We're not babies no more
You know the score that we live for
Our fathers, our mothers
They brought us up to be tough
We don't stand for any bullshit
We don't give a damn
Even if you're superman
Strong culture is what you see in our eyes
Not just tough guys.
Master D Adlib
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We never had it so good
Day to day It's the government plan
To grind them down Every man and woman
To grind them down Every man and woman
To grind them down Every man and woman
Day to day It's the government plan
To grind them down Every man and woman ....
To fuck up their minds
Put their lives in their hands
To smash up their brains
Unable to understand
This is a message to those in command
There was never any freedom
Just castles built on sand ...
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