Turbulence - Four thousand years lyrics

Ohh 4000 years and more What a slavery (what a slavery) We must get through of that I am sure Blood sweat and tears sufferation is the biggest fear..goverment no really care Pain and dispare tribulation each and everywhere and it obviously clear..clear Take a walk into the ghetto my friend And then you will see the suffering to dred And what they do to survive And to stay alive Make a lot of sacrifice Whoa!! The earth and the fullness And dey that well there in Babylon!! De wrong know why you pain give praises to the king..king...king For God so loved the world..he gave us all these things (all these things) Little boys and little girls come--onto--him (onto him) To devide and rule is the favorite tool but we ain't no foooool Bun dem out dem evil ways, and give prises to the king Bun dem out dem evil ways, give prises to my king... LISTEN!! Big man a rape 12 year old and son a k** mother fi gold and di system is so Stink and Corrupt dem! Modern day slavery when will it seize And theres to much pollution in the belly of the beast Without no justice theres no peace Be brutilized by di police And the government is like a dule in between Dem a di Devils adviocate! And dem want to stop we breath shall never feel me yeah!! Bun dem a out like a cigratte Freedom (freedom) we need it noww..we need now.. yeah.. yeah eh yeah Seh dat tings and times will change Glory always strain Mi black mother she a bear a pain for to long...been so long...carry on carry on Bun dem out dem evil ways... give praises to the king.. ahhhh Bun dem out dem evil ways gives..give voices to the king