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KINGSTONLOGIC 2​.​0 ALBUM

by TERRY LYNN

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1.
I’m a child of the soil I was born in the ghetto Where the gangstas roll by and then gunshots echo You have to hide inna your place and tuck down like a gecko Can't touch the street until the gangstas dem say so But it’s not like that all the time, beautiful Jamaica where the sun shines A perfect place to unwind, let the cool summer breeze absorb your mind But because of selfish mankind, the rich say him reach and left the poor man behind And the leaders are partially blind, left the youths dem obsolete so a gang dem go join No job so they start bust gun No money so there ain’t no fun Naw make sense you talk and tell them fi dun Newsflash blood a wash the streets of Kingston
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POLITRICKS 00:48
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SYSTEM 03:36
When police roll up inna dem armoured vehicle With some big long gun and terrorize the people Ready fi pull off them dirty acts of evil It’s a bloodsport game Cuz if you run up pon them gun you get squashed like weeble Them naw care if you’re young or you’re old and feeble Copper shot a stick inna your skin like needle Them a kill ghetto youths for fame When you hear them say CURFEW A blood them a PURSUE (no comma) Don’t make them VERSE you The rat-ta-ta-ta make ya flatter Them naw worry not a matter Not a talking not a chatter Them naw NURSE you So many people get the copper get the lead And who no dead end up on the hospital bed This evilous act was orchestrate by the feds With no justice no remorse coming from the bigger heads It’s just the system Crazy bloodhounds and all The evil dirty system The system The system is bound to fall The corrupted system Where’s I’m from name Waterhouse A place well known as a slaughterhouse You violate police come sort you out You get a portion of shot whe fi pass you out Them never hear say the youths them balling out When politicians a come with party bout Trick the youths them buy them 40 stout Cuz them want round up bout 40 scout Them a seek some fit man to be them hit-man You better know who you’re working with man When clans visit man copper shot a split man Off to the morgues them boys remit man Same ghetto youths is not no Frenchman Want be new recruits and be them henchman Coppershot a drench man A flutta like a wenchman Bodies in a gully a cause a stench man System That was made to divide and rule The evil dirty system The system Intellectual fools The corrupted system
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A murder When the sun goes down and the moon comes out The freaks come to town with their big guns out Firing bullets like a range down south Ain’t nothing changed down south a brother’s brain jumps out Somebody’s running from the Wilson’s house A mother is worried cause her one son’s out Trying to figure out what the commotions about If the screaming was coming from her one son’s mouth I heard screaming in the night I wasn’t dreaming in the night Someone scheming in the night Then sirens gleaming in the night Neal wants to be a player in the field officially Make the meal to keep it real for his baby mother Sally Being a buckle a shield for the big man Peter Wally Wasn’t as easy as a game of Monopoly not totally Back door deal him go pull off down the alley Check the goods and fly the seal when it shove out pon the trolley Wasn’t quick on his steel when the deal go dilly dally Copper fall him like a timber in the valley and so Shadows by my window curtain Voices of which I’m certain Tiptoes of the feet make my heart skip a beat There’s no peace when the viper’s lurking Bloodhounds they’re always searching Who cares when a brothers hurting Cause the street’s full of beasts ain't no place for the weak shot release and your heart stops working In come the cops then the FBI agent Bring in the spies searching out the basement Baby a cry nobody to give a statement Because the father died left the baby mother’s face dent Who’s that guy lying on the pavement? In his eye was the murderer’s engravement The doctor’s tried and couldn’t save a patient with no one to explain why such a nasty engagement I heard screaming in the night I wasn’t dreaming in the night Someone scheming in the night Then sirens gleaming in the night A murder
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STREETLIFE 03:46
No more slum life Born in the ghetto pon the banks Five a we huddle and we cuddle inna de one room ranch Have to seek we food like the ants So we hang out inna the street like a lizard pon a branch I have something to say I’m gonna say it once I’m waiting for my day That day to take my chance So when I work give me my pay My overtime my advance I’m tired of being a victim of the circumstance Girl from the streets from the gulley from the gutter Remembering the days of dry bread without butter Out in the streets I see friends I see foes I see life comes I see life goes People prey people like vultures and crows Gunshot a beat like the north wind that blows I’ve been through all of them woes, so The streetlife style is no bed of rose Who feels it knows don’t ask cuz it shows To be a garrison is not what I chose Don’t you think me want one of them big house weh posh too Drink champagne with my spouse and a splash too Don’t get redeye for things that I buy with my platinum card and my cash too whoa Big hummer jeep in my parking lot too Pentium TV screen weh so flat too Mama don’t cry if I live or I die I really have to do what I got to had to Girl from the streets from the gulley from the gutter Remembering the days of dry bread without butter Still a gwan trod it inna me one piece of suit ya Still a gwan walk it inna me lean piece a boot ya When it gets sticky me hafi trod it like Muta Life is a school and the street is my tutor If I was a boy I would’ve been a top shooter Still I hold my joy me naw go turn no prostitute ya I know me hafi make it so I’m trodding to the future Cuz I have a dream like the great Martin Luther Girl from the streets from the gulley from the gutter Remembering the days of dry bread without butter You gotta eat you gotta live So definitely that’s the system, that’s streetlife You understand me And just it’s about going out there Surpassing the dangers of the street And just living it up, get by, overcome, be victorious So, you know, that’s it. Streetlife.
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IMF 04:00
A team from the IMF which is currently in Jamaica Is wrapping up a four day visit For a technical assessment Of the country's financial situation... The issue is to make globalisation Work for the benefit of all. There will not be a good future for the rich If there is no prospect for a better future For the pure poor... Them go build up them place for them investment Bout them interest rates so where the interest went None for the poor me no see no evidence Who pay the revenue ain’t got no residence Pon the avenue so they can’t pitch no tent Govey gon with the loot the 100 percent Naw share the fruit not even one tenth So tell me how the youths them fe feel content When IMF do the lending The gormandizer them descending Raid the barn run away with the corn now Tell me what them defending The money done so them start the pretending. Like it's the roadway them use it mending. Think slavery days gone but still been going on now When shall it come to an ending We a shout solidarity And we can’t get no help from them policy Our plight is not their priority All we see is just partiality From government and police brutality Human rights justice equality Is for the rich to increase popularity none for the majority No funds for the charity me check out the chemistry Only the ghetto youth inna the cemetery Them go use the money build up penitentiary And don’t see education elementary It’s the key to the 21st century the only entry You lament in parliament naw make no sense to me So listen up When IMF do the lending The gormandizer them descending Raid the barn run away with the corn now Tell me what them defending The money done so them start the pretending Like it's the roadway them use it mending Think slavery days gone but still been going on now Now when shall it come to an ending Our problems too numerous to mention Till we a seek some divine intervention Give me way make me address the convention Tell me where's the old lady’s pension Hey What’s the plan for the youths in detention And for the poor who need some attention Tell me what about the crisis prevention You all forgot these things when you win your election When IMF do the lending The gormandizer them descending Raid the barn run away with the corn now Tell me what them defending The money done so them start the pretending Like it's the roadway them use it mending Think slavery days gone but still been going on now When shall it come to an ending There will not be a good future for the rich If there is no prospect for a better future For the pure poor...
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CONSUMERS 03:24
Woe to the one who leads the people them astray As I would say We are consumers Yes we buy what they sell all the lies that they tell Leave us dry as a shell, Cancerous tumours They grow and they swell leave us not feeling well The leaders are devils from hell Like air we breathe the system Nobody cares who become a victim People been asking what’s wrong with this thing Why the leaders are turn and twisting We the people we are all insisting We need a better way we are only existing Big money pay so we naw beg this thing Send a message and we hope they’re listening How come All this money has been spent and still we get nowhere How come It’s so funny how the honey has been eaten by them bears Didn’t we pay for the education So how come the youths fall to segregation Poverty breeds crime and degradation The enemy of every nation, ya Didn’t we pay for the medication So how come the sick get no dedication How can the youths hold a meditation when you burn out the vegetation Say them in control but them lost in confusion So many problems and there’s no solution It’s every day issues poverty and pollution when will they ever find a resolution A we spend the money what is their contribution Political justice full of lies and illusion No more fantasy it’s time for evolution Resolve these things or revolution How come All this money has been spent and still we get nowhere How come It’s so funny how the honey has been eaten by them bears We are consumers Yes we buy what they sell all the lies that they tell Leave us dry as a shell, Cancerous tumours They grow and they swell leave us not feeling well The leaders are devils from hell Me naw really matter what them want fi discuss Crazy politicians doing nothing for us You see them pulling off a con and it is so obvious Me nah trust inna no man, me say only God me trust Let's stop and think and check for minute There's a big problem and we are all in it Wait, let me finish, politicians playing scrimmage There's a battle to be won and we can't let them win it How come All this money has been spent and still we get nowhere How come It’s so funny how the honey has been eaten by them bears
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DESTINY 04:10
Opportunity come but once You can see it go with just one glance So you gotta seize it There’s a hero inside of us all I can’t be you, no not at all Now is the time to set things straight Open your mind to elevate Hold your head up high cause you can make it Don’t let your dreams go by go forth and take it It’s just a mental bar and you can break it Destiny is calling don’t forsake it Cuz many times you’re penniless and it can cause you many stress Be strong nevertheless all of this is just a test Evil uninvited guests will try to make you feel depressed Want to steal your joy because they hate to see the happiness But don’t you stray off hard work will pay off No time for a day off or you will get lay off Don’t be lead by people you will lose your way off These are the negative signs that life is made up of so Hold your head up high cause you can make it If you can believe it and conceive it as a concept You can achieve it if you only just take one step Heights of great men reached and kept Were not attained because they slept They stuck it out throughout the test And made it through the deepest depths Thistles and thorns and obstacles may come your way Life is not a popsicle for you to splash and play Stop and think a little life rules you got to obey Don’t’ listen to negative kind of things that people think and have to say Hold your head up high cause you can make it The road is winding and the load is on your back Still gotta keep climbing just to make it to the top If you check the timing if you look up on the clock It’s you it’s reminding that you can’t derail the track Got to overcome because victory is sweet Happy when you make it down redemption street Tell yourself it’s easy it is natural you can see it Won’t go beneath I won’t accept defeat cuz There is a hero inside of us all I can’t be you, no not at all Now is the time to set things straight Open your mind to elevate Hold your head up high cause you can make it
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STONE 03:41
I'm a girl from Kingston with a bit of history Of how I overcome the stress and all the misery To live my life and see my dreams of what I wish to be The hotter is the battle sweeter is the victory You saw me in the road struggling with my load And you passed me, ya you passed me And now you hear I make them dance in Switzerland and France Now you ask me, now you ask me When all I really needed was a little understanding The world out there is cold and can be so demanding But in my heart and soul I did believe in one thing That I could reach my goal and someday I'd be dancing I hear your taunting My dreams are haunting Now you love the song you hear me singing And you'll be chanting chanting chanting In my old tattered clothes you turned up your nose And you passed me, ya you passed me Now I'm in my Royce full of rose you want one of those So you ask me, now you ask me You read it in the magazine I'm living like a beauty queen You say you saw me on the video Now you want to see me work my show The stone that the builder refused I was the stone that the builder refused Now you see me riding high and looking rather bemused I was the stone that the builder refused The stone that the builder refused Look what's happening now The whole world needs me There ain't no stopping now You can't impede me When you saw me on my mission You seemed to lack the vision You can't see, no you can't see Follow my intuition and I focus my ambition They want me, the world wants me I'm on a trip to Spain On a private plane On a road to fame They be shouting my name Shouting my name
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RIVERS OF BABYLON - Terry Lynn feat. Brent Dowe (†2006) (Brent Dowe †2006) How good and pleasant it is for brothers and sisters To live in unity and love It’s like a precious ointment from thy head down to thy bare By the rivers of babylon Where we sat down And there we wept When we remember Zion + Ya we sit by the river pray the most high deliver us From the evil man For our enemies are more than the hair of our head Here we are again Hypocritical mackers and beasts Warmongers who know no peace But who God bless i say no man curse Things could be better but it’s still not the worse And that’s my belief + For the wicked man carried us away in captivity Required from us a song How can we sing King Alfa song in a strange land This world this world is not my own We’re just a passing through Ya we're just a passing through We need your love and your grace show us your face We are your people no matter the race You have ordained it so show us the place Your name we will always embrace This prayer to the father i pray This road is a mighty long way You know your problems our troubles today Hear our prayer when we pray + By the rivers of babylon Where we sat down And there we wept When we remember Zion When we call upon the most high watch how wicked tremble Heathen no like his name For the name of our father is terrible among men Heathen no like his name Lord know we cry attend to our prayer The beasts of the streets and the devils conspire The great songs of old is what they require Break the bars asunder lift us up higher We must arise from the dust from the mier Lift our heads to the sky take our backs from the wire The rastaman a chant and a burn bonfire There is no place to retire + So let the words of our mouth And the meditation of our hearts Be acceptable in thy sight O Fari This world this world is not my own This world this world is not my own Ya we just a passing through Ya we just a passing through
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"One of the most exciting debuts heard in ages."
(The Sunday Times UK)

"Lynn is the only person other than Grace Jones right now who we can imagine carrying off that immortal line 'this is my voice, my weapon of choice' "
(TIME OUT London)

"Chuck D called Public Enemy 'Black CNN'... this is Jamaican CNN"
(The Guardian UK)

"Stark, merciless electronic beats and noises ricochet like gunshots."
(The New York Times)

"...what a blend of compelling fresh riddims and insightful lyricism"
(IDJ Magazine UK)

"Terry Lynn has breathed new life into reggae and updated it for the 21st century"
(DJ Mag UK)

"Terry di craziest ting outta yaad —after me, Major Lazer."
(Major Lazer in Complex Magazine)

"Might be the strongest release this year."
(Discobelle)

"Feel the difference biatch!" 9/10 Album of the month."
(VICE Magazine)

"This is reveting, polemical stuff."
(MOJO Magazine)

"Touched by the hand of God."
(Spex Magazine)

"Spin Magazine's Top Videos of 2008 - #12"
(The System - Terry Lynn)

"A buzz-bomb electro-rap debut"
(Spin Magazine)

Kingston’s Waterhouse has long been a breeding ground for top-notch Jamaican talent, but it’s never produced anyone quite like Terry Lynn."
****/5 Staff Pick (XLR8TR)

"Hard…Arresting…Not to be overlooked."
(Montreal Mirror)

"This is more than a well-crafted album from the Jamaican underground; it's a portrait of denizens from an unjust society that aim to break free of the dance-hall norm and enact change."
(CMJ)

"FOR THOSE ABOUT TO ROCK. WE SALUTE YOU!"
(Rap DE)

"It’s earnest but cool, which is tricky to pull off — and the fact that it’s such a cohesive record is even more impressive."
****/5 (EYE Weekly)

"Synthesizing new-millennium dancehall, electronica, dub reggae and American rap with a hardcore yardie sensibility, Terry Lynn is no joke."
****/5 (NOW Magazine)

"The music is great, but not so overpowering that it drowns out the message. Terry Lynn is going to be a star."
(Rollin & Scratching)

Kingston Logic 2.0 blends Lynn’s reggae flow with MIA-style bangers.
(METRO News)

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