Damian "Junior Gong" Marley - Tribes at War Lyrics

(Tribal war--we not want no more)
Everyone deserve to earn and every child deserve to learn
(Tribal war--none of that)
Every man deserve a turn like a flame deserve to burn
(Tribal war--we not want no more)
Each and everyone deserve to earn and every child deserve to learn
(Tribal war--none of that)
'Cause every man deserve a turn like Babylon deserved to burn

Man, what happened to us? Geographically they moved us
From Africa--we was once happiness pursuers
Now we back stabbing, combative, and abusive
The African and Arab go at it--they most Muslim
We should be moving in unison; disputes should end
Bounty hunters in Grape Street get cool again
Substandard housing got the young running rampant
Wilding for a phantom he can style in
Mask on his face, grabbing his Ruger
Said, "nobody move, I'll shoot ya"; man, you're expiring
Catch twenty-five and he doesn't like the man inside
With black, white pride, and Mexican, survive the best he can
Strap a shank to his thigh
Why do we all collide? Why do the young die?
Extortion, murder, and burglary
Tattoos his chest; it says his enemies don't deserve to breathe

(Tribal war--we not want no more)
Everyone deserve to earn and every child deserve to learn
(Tribal war--none of that)
'Cause every man deserve a turn like Babylon deserved to burn

I drink poison; then I vomit diamonds
I gave you Mandela, black Dalai Lamas
I gave you music; you enthused in my kindness
So how dare you reduce me to Donny Imus?
Timeless in case we ain't never been acquainted
Flyness--we made it; it gets duplicated
Mindless violence--well, let me try to paint it
Here's the five steps in hopes to explain it
One: it's me and my nation against the world
Two: and me and my clan against the nation
Three: and me and my fam' against the clan
Four: then me and my brother with no hesitation
Go against the fam' until they cave in
Five: now who's left in this deadly equation?
That's right: it's me against my brother
Then we point a Kalashnikov and kill one another

(Tribal war--we not want no more)
Everyone deserve to earn and every child deserve to learn
(Tribal war--none of that)
Every man deserve a turn like Babylon deserve to burn

Honor war tribal--over colors
Over money, over land, and over oil, and over God, and over idols
And even lovers, over breakfast, over dinner, over socas
Over jungle, over rema, over okas
Over Brooklyn, over Queens, and over Rutgers
Over red and over blue and over chuckers
Over red and over blue and undercovers
Tribal trouble, the drive-bys double
'Cause the youth them not go war and go fight with knuckle
The two sides scuffle
Vietnam not go a war with no more kung-fu nunchacku
Missile and shuttle
And the queen of England and Uncle Sam them flex them muscle
The tribal hustle, blood diamond puddle, survival struggle

(Tribal war--we not want no more)
Everyone deserve to earn, every child deserve to learn
(Tribal war--none of that)
Each and everyone deserve a turn like a flame deserve to burn
(Tribal war--we not want no more)
Everyone deserve to earn and every child deserve to learn
(Tribal war--none of that)
'Cause every man deserve a turn like Babylon deserved to burn