Missie Jahna

How Come?

They forgot their history,
Dem nah now any more di sake of victory,
Their grandma's and grandpa's have passed away,
Fi di faith that dem sacrifice will save the day,
They were fightin' for countries future babes,
To be safe frome 3 rd reih and not fi be slaves,
‘cah dem war nah stop until fascism fail,
Now de star of unknown soldiers a burnin' de flame,
But wha happen to kids who have grown up,
When de country has changed political dressin' up,
Dem a open the doors fe democracy broad,
And dem opened the doors fi di rubbish abroad,
Now some learned fi live pon coke-reality honey,
All dem have in dem minds is chasin' fi money,
And dem bwoys, who come outta di poor background,
Became skinheads pon streets, justa runnin' about,
They forgot dem a grandmas and grandpas were fighting for freedom,
From di racist fools and now dem got rid of,
Now the new generation is fightin' dem brothers,
‘Cah dem have been braibwashed, dat de wtong were dem Fathers,
Now dem worship the Hitler and escape from state army,
‘Cah dem tink dem are heroes pon street, screamin' outa: “White Power!”
Dis political game in the times people starvin',
There's no food - there's no law for people fe rival!

Yes, mi speakin' bout Russia, ‘cah nobody is speakin',
To keep silence is fashion, when the conshiense is sleepin',
But somebody must tell: it's the wrong situation,
And forgeting your roots leads to slavin' the nation,
It's the war with the mixin' events pon a teli,
Long discussion between politicians' big belly,
It's de war where the innocent are attacked widdi anger,
By de lost generation been raised pon anger!

Yes, mon only Love,
Can save you when you starve,
Yes, mon, only love
Can stop the next world war!

Why u axe me where mi come from?
Why u judge fi di skin mi own,
All dis time u've been damn wrong,
Becah mi face d reality, but now mi strong,
What's de matter, where mi come from?
Mi got di flash in mi eyes and in my soul,
Yes, mi tellin' u, I-come frome di whole world,
Mi name is Jah Come in di ancient words!