Culture - Cape Coast To Ja lyrics

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Culture - Cape Coast To Ja lyrics

In Jamaica we call it dungee But the British man him call it dungeon That them sanction If you saw what took place in Cape Coast dungeon (West Africa) If you saw what took place down in the dungeon Man blood clot up thick. Down in this dungeon Blackman blood turn up thick. Down in this dungeon I can see the sign of torture down in this dungeon (I Smell blood) You can smell the smell of stale blood down in th Edungeon Nowhere to turn, yet so much in there Nowhere to sit down. I must be standing (No chair in Here) Straight after that, the ship was anchor They call to a shock away call "man too fit" And nowadays they dress it up a and they no call it Benefit And nowadays Babylon dress it up a and they no call it Benefit (And me no want no benefit) Give me equal rights and justice Me no want no benefit For it's the old strategy they use, down in the Dungeon The same dirty old strategy they use down in the Dungeon And as for the woman part of it If short like a one foot rule Nobody can stand up. All baby born under dat. (Ya a Hear me man) Man, know yourself now They refuse to ask me my name upson the slave shp Their minds told them to call me n***a and that was The end of it (A who name so?) There is no dignity. You don't know my name (You can't Respect I) It take more intelligency to find out my real name But if you see what went down, down in the dungeon Even in the sea If you see what went on, on the slave ship Even on the journey Man get dead and beaten and them throw him overboard Woman skin never get to deliver their nine month Through Children born under the agony of knife Father see children and cannot even own their wives Equal rights and justice stand for all right in the Dungeon And yet them rub it off and show me another something Yet them a polish it from my eyes, show me another Something So Mr. Chin, how him want him titty Indian men want him Hindustani But them beat our language from you and me What a slavery! What happen to he, she, you and me They beat us in slavery And want us to be quiet under captivity (It can't Gwaan so- You mad?) Finish it