Two Sevens Clash Lyrics

	作词 : Daley, Hill, Walker
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesize, say
	"St. Jago de la Vega and Kingston is gonna read"
	And I can see with mine own eyes
	It's only a housing scheme that divide
	Wat a liiv an bambaie, it dread
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
	How beautiful it used to be
	And it has been destroyed by lightning,
	Earthquake and thunder, I say, what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash - it dread
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	I take a ride sometimes
	On Penn Overland and Bronx
	And sometimes I ride on bus X-82, say what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Marcus Garvey was inside of Spanish Town district Prison
	And when they were about to take him out
	He prophesied and said
	"As I have passed through this gate"
	"No other prisoner shall enter and get through"
	And so it is until now
	The gate has been locked, so what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, it dread
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, it bitter, bitter, bitter
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, a man a go feel it
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, you better do right

	zuo ci : Daley, Hill, Walker
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesize, say
	" St. Jago de la Vega and Kingston is gonna read"
	And I can see with mine own eyes
	It' s only a housing scheme that divide
	Wat a liiv an bambaie, it dread
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
	How beautiful it used to be
	And it has been destroyed by lightning,
	Earthquake and thunder, I say, what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash it dread
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	I take a ride sometimes
	On Penn Overland and Bronx
	And sometimes I ride on bus X82, say what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Marcus Garvey was inside of Spanish Town district Prison
	And when they were about to take him out
	He prophesied and said
	" As I have passed through this gate"
	" No other prisoner shall enter and get through"
	And so it is until now
	The gate has been locked, so what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, it dread
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, it bitter, bitter, bitter
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, a man a go feel it
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, you better do right

	zuò cí : Daley, Hill, Walker
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesize, say
	" St. Jago de la Vega and Kingston is gonna read"
	And I can see with mine own eyes
	It' s only a housing scheme that divide
	Wat a liiv an bambaie, it dread
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
	How beautiful it used to be
	And it has been destroyed by lightning,
	Earthquake and thunder, I say, what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash it dread
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	I take a ride sometimes
	On Penn Overland and Bronx
	And sometimes I ride on bus X82, say what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash
	Marcus Garvey was inside of Spanish Town district Prison
	And when they were about to take him out
	He prophesied and said
	" As I have passed through this gate"
	" No other prisoner shall enter and get through"
	And so it is until now
	The gate has been locked, so what?
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, it dread
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, it bitter, bitter, bitter
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, a man a go feel it
	Wat a liiv an bambaie
	When the two sevens clash, you better do right

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