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Prince Far I - Reggae Hits - Survival
Reggae Hits
Disc 1
01. Israelites
02. Let Your Yeah Be Yeah
03. Moon River
04. Cherry-Oh-Baby
05. 3 Ring Circus
06. Night Nurse
07. Eighteen With a Bullet
08. Black Pearl
09. Girlie Girlie
10. Impossible Love
11. Black and White
12. Midnight Rider
13. Love of the Common People
14. Stir It Up
Disc 2
01. Stop That Train
02. Soweto
03. You Can Get If You Really Want It
04. Young Gifted and Black
05. As If I Didn't Know
06. Sideshow
07. Red, Red Wine
08. Mad About You
09. There's a Place in the Sun
10. Here I Am, Come and Take Me
11. Crying Over You
12. My Number One
13. African Queen
14. Cool and Deadly
Disc 3
01. Money in My Pocket
02. We Play Reggae
03. Hurt So Good
04. Sing a Little Song
05. Wonderful World, Beautiful People
06. Help Me Make It Through the Night
07. Rivers of Babylon
08. Every Time I See You
09. Leggo Skanga
10. Dat
11. Rain
12. Addicted to You
13. Double Barrel
14. Kinky Reggae
Disc 4
01. Many Rivers to Cross
02. Cool Down the Pace
03. Back-A-Yard
04. Blue Moon
05. Return of Django
06. Survival
07. Ram Goat Liver
08. Rub-A-Dub Soldier
09. Angelface Woman
10. Sweet Cherie
11. Monkey Man
12. Ire Feelings
13. Monkey Spanner
14. Cocaine in My Brain
Survival is the game down in Jamaica
Especially when you live in a ghetto
Sufferation you gots to bear, see?
Tribulation

You know a rude boy
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he turn his cap
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he even walk
Mi say, you know di rude boy by di way he even talk (Flash it!)
'Cause, a when him go a dance, him no drink Schweppes
Him a drink Heineken
A murderer (Flash it!)
They said him travel with a big gun pon him hand
Sometime him sleep an' (?)
Him go for enjoyment with him gun
Him go for a gunning spree

Him a murderer (Him a murderer)

Mi said, down in Jamaica when you read di Gleaner an' di Star
Mi said, di bad boy shot dead an' di rude gang at war (Fever)
Is a gun fever (Di gun fever)
Unwanted young man give up
Give up your crime an' robbery
Give up your crime an' robbery
Come in, come in to my parlor
Seven spider think can fly

Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he walk
You know a rude boy by di way he talk
You know a rude boy by di way he laugh
Him a murderer (Murderer)
Him a murderer

So, when you see him car light shine a night
Boy, you don't know if a police or civilian
Say, dem jump over di fence an' tear him leg
Dem tear him crisp and slend
Him said, him tear him crisp and slend
Cah, when him see car light him no know if a police or soldier man
Some time a civilian

Him a murderer (Pow-pow-pow)
Him a murderer (Murderer)

Engineer, engineer, no bother have no fear
Stop being like a young (?)
Mi say, mi drive mi car an' mi have fi push in a gear
Mi a go leave it there
A boy, mi a go leave it there (Maggie)
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he turn his cap
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he walk
You know a rude boy by di way he talk
You know a rude boy when him go in a dance
Him a drink Heineken
A boy say him don't drink Schweppes
Mi said, a every time mi read di Gleaner an' di Star
Bad boy shot dead an' di rude boy a war

Him a murderer
Him a murderer

Unwanted young man becomes haunted
No justice on the street for you
No justice on the street for you, rude boy
Shot an' dead, you'll found yourself in hell
You gonna ruff it an' tuff it down there
You gonna ruff it an' tuff it down-

Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he turn his cap
I say, you know a rude boy by di way he even walk
Say, you know a rude boy by di way he even talk
Him a murderer
Down in Jamaica when you read di Gleaner an' di Star
Bad boy shot dead an' di rude gang at war

Him a murderer
Him a murderer
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he turn his cap
Mi say, you know a rude boy by di way he even walk
Say, you know a rude boy when him go in a dance
Him no drink Schweppes; Him a drink Heineken
Him a murderer
Him a murderer (Bee-bow!)

Say, you know a rude boy by di way he even walk
You know a rude boy by di way he even talk
Say, you know a bad boy by di way he walk
You know a rude boy by di way he talk
Every time you read di Gleaner an' di Star
Bad boy shot dead an' rude gang at war
Him a murderer (Di gun fever)

Down in Jamaica ghetto living is rough, survival is the game
Survival is the game, survival is the game