Released: June 29, 2009

Featuring: Booba

Songwriter: Booba Capleton

Producer: Kingstone Records

[Intro : Capleton]
I know I will survive
I know I have to stay alive
Chant for the youth to survive
Open up their eyes and be wise

[Refrain : Capleton]
Cho
Dem nuh have no love fi mankind
Who dem nuh killed who dem nuh bugged dem can’t find
Dem only hate dem only grudge dem unkind
Cho
Tell ‘em a liberation time
Tell 'em a salvation time
Everyone haffi go liberate their mind

[Couplet 1 : Booba]
Ba-Bakel City Game, soldat d'Kar-Da
La mort sous ma parka, j'survis à tout comme un Farka
Les youv' ont les crocs long, les colons vont crever
Black, bel apollon, 3-5-7 sur lampe de chevet
La banlieue s'emmerde, faut du shit pour l'appaiser
Toujours la queue raide, toujours prête à t'baiser
Les haineux m'en veulent, j'entends leurs grandes gueules
Glo-Glock dans la bouche , tout à coup tu te sens seul, Djyeah

[Refrain : Capleton]
Cho
Dem nuh have no love fi mankind
Who dem nuh killed who dem nuh bugged dem can’t find
Dem only hate dem only grudge dem unkind
Cho
Tell ‘em a liberation time
Tell 'em a salvation time
Everyone haffi go liberate their mind

[Couplet 2 : Booba]
Liberté, beurre de Karité, racaille de qualité
Les corones à Kunta Kinté
J'suis enervé comme Keny Arkana donc j'm'arrache à Punta Cana
5 etoiles, all inclusive !
Avant d'péter un fusible, tirer sur la police
Appeller maître Lebras pour plaider la folie, au micro c'est l'Amazonie
De la 0.9 pure surmonte peines et soucis
Les temps sont durs, negro... Nous aussi !

[Refrain : Capleton]
Cho
Dem nuh have no love fi mankind
Who dem nuh killed who dem nuh bugged dem can’t find
Dem only hate dem only grudge dem unkind
Cho
Tell ‘em a liberation time
Tell 'em a salvation time
Everyone haffi go liberate their mind

[Couplet 3 : Capleton]
Do you eva take a look inna di ghetto
Youth dem a suffa and mi seh so yeah
Things been fi get betta
Tell di whola di wicked dem fi pack up and let go yeah
Take a look inna di ghetto
I hear the voice of the poverty a echo (echo)
Well di youth dem need help mi nah stop seh so
And tell di whola di wicked pack up and let go
So mi say again

[Outro : Capleton]
Cho
Fyah a go burn dem down
Burn dem every burn dem down
Burn inna dem countries and inna di town
One ya now
Fyahman a burn dem down
Burn dem every burden down
Burn dem and di wicked going down
They going down to the ground
Fyahman a burn dem down
Burn dem every burn dem down
Wicked heart they see they going down
Yes they going down

Capleton

Born Clifton Bailey in Jamaica’s garden parish of St. Mary; his persuasive argument skills as a teen earned him comparisons to his community’s most esteemed lawyer, Capleton, and the moniker has remained in place ever since.

Capleton moved to Kingston at the age of 18 to pursue his musical career. In 1986 he secured a gig with the African Star sound, which regularly traveled between Jamaica and Toronto. Word of his energetic breakout debut Canadian performance quickly spread to Jamaica. The following year he recorded the sexually suggestive “Bumbo-Red” which became a popular hit in Jamaica’s dancehalls.

Capleton embraced the Rastafarian faith shortly after his debut and began releasing material reflecting the ideology of his newly found faith. His insightful lyrics and his personal mission to spread the teachings of Marcus Garvey and Haile Selassie earned him one of his many aliases “The Prophet”. The lyrics “music is a mission not a competition” from “It Hurts my Heart” became not only one of his most memorable lines but Capleton’s mantra as he led by example inspiring other artists to become more purpose driven in their musical careers.