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Poor Man Style lyrics with English Translations
I obey my business place
To make living for my wife and my child
But every time I open the shop
It's always break down
My granny eat it out My momma eat it out Due to the sufferation I've got make life some other way
My granny is crying My brother is crying That's the poor man style That's the poor man life That's the poor man style Poor man style
Hear me brother Sit down in my home I roast a breadfruit I hear the news flash, said them kill two youth That's the poor man style That's the poor man style
Couldn't get no sugar But Jah Jah give me power That's the poor man style Couldn't get no flour But Jah Jah give me power Oh, Jah poor man style
Couldn't get no oil Me haffi walk couple miles That's the poor man style Couldn't get no sugar What a great booga wooga It's the poor man style, oh, oh why Whoa, oh, oh, that's the poor man style But Jah gonna open a way for we
No man don't get too hungry Every man got the time No matter what the price is Matter what the cost We got to make it
No matter what they say We've gotta make it today No matter what they say We've got to make it
Sit down in my home Me a roast a breadfruit I hear the news flash, said them kill Them killas, said them killas Said them kill two youths, oh Jah
Take a little peek through my fence See them lying down It's, it's the poor man style Oh no, oh no
Couldn't get no sugar What a great booga wooga In the poor man style Couldn't get no flour But Jah Jah give me power In the poor man style
Couldn't get no oil Me have to walk couple miles In the poor man style Girl want the shoes in the poor man style Jah know,
My granny eat it out My momma eat it out Due to the sufferation I've got make life some other way
My granny is crying My brother is crying That's the poor man style That's the poor man life That's the poor man style Poor man style
Hear me brother Sit down in my home I roast a breadfruit I hear the news flash, said them kill two youth That's the poor man style That's the poor man style
Couldn't get no sugar But Jah Jah give me power That's the poor man style Couldn't get no flour But Jah Jah give me power Oh, Jah poor man style
Couldn't get no oil Me haffi walk couple miles That's the poor man style Couldn't get no sugar What a great booga wooga It's the poor man style, oh, oh why Whoa, oh, oh, that's the poor man style But Jah gonna open a way for we
No man don't get too hungry Every man got the time No matter what the price is Matter what the cost We got to make it
No matter what they say We've gotta make it today No matter what they say We've got to make it
Sit down in my home Me a roast a breadfruit I hear the news flash, said them kill Them killas, said them killas Said them kill two youths, oh Jah
Take a little peek through my fence See them lying down It's, it's the poor man style Oh no, oh no
Couldn't get no sugar What a great booga wooga In the poor man style Couldn't get no flour But Jah Jah give me power In the poor man style
Couldn't get no oil Me have to walk couple miles In the poor man style Girl want the shoes in the poor man style Jah know,
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