My music fights against the system that teaches to live and die.
Set it up in Zimbabwe, Every man gotta right to decide his own destiny, And in this judgment there is no partiality. So arm in arms, with arms, we'll fight this little struggle, 'Cause that's the only way we can overcome our little trouble.
Sometimes you have to fight with music.
Rise O fallen fighters, rise and take your stance again, He who fight and run away, Live to fight another day
Men and people will fight you down when you see the light. Let me tell you if you are not wrong than everything is all right.
One good thing about music, when it hits-you feel no pain. ... My music fights against the system that teaches to live and die. ... Free speech carries with it some freedom to listen. ... My music will go on forever. Maybe it's a fool say that, but when me know facts me can say facts. My music will go on forever.
I'n'I nah come to fight flesh and blood, But spiritual wickedness in 'igh and low places. So while they fight you down, Stand firm and give Jah thanks and praises. 'Cos I'n'I no expect to be justified by the laws of men - by the laws of men. Oh, true they have found me guilty, But through - through Jah proved my innocency.
We should really love each other in peace and harmony, instead we're fussin' n fighting like we ain't supposed to be.
yeah me see myself as a revolutionary, would wouldn't want no help and imma take no bribe from no one and fight it single handed with music