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Think Twice Video (MV)




Performed By: Father Culture
Language: English
Length: 4:17
Written by: Franklyn Dayes
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Father Culture - Think Twice Lyrics




INTRO:

Oh think about it, just think about it seen
(Yeah man a Father Culture, Shakky Allyene, Ninja Dallas international,exclusive)



She calls out to the man in the street
(you hear)
Saying sir can you help me
Its so cold and i have no where to sleep
(real poor people struggle you know)
There is some place you can tell me
He walks on and he doesn't look back
(go on like them better than you you know)
He pretends he can't hear her
(make them go on)
He starts to wh istle as he crosses the street
(real ghetto struggle)
He is embarrassed to be there


CHORUS:

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me
You and me in paradise

VERSE 2:

To how the system get tough
The youth them can't take no more
Ghetto youths and them a bawl out help
The system get tough can't take no more
Ghetto youths and them a bawl out

While the bigger heads them have all of the world
Have the system a beat we just like a belt
See the youths them vex and now they cant take no more
Pure sufferation all a knock pon them door
Why the bigger heads them fly out pon tour
Turn the man them inna, woman inna whore
Talk bout them love, me say we no too sure
How the ghetto youth them still a sleep pon the floor

VERSE 3:

She calls out man in the street
(man in the street)
He can see she's been crying
(she's been crying)
She's got blisters on the souls of her feet
(yeah man, well blistered)
She cant walk but she's trying
(real street people)


CHORUS:

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me
You and me in paradise


VERSE 4:

Burn down a fire me say pon some big man
Who never touch Half Way Three when it touch one
Say which part the abandoned youth them a jam
Cold concrete them a sleep pon
Don't have no pot they cook in a cheese pan
Don't have no spoon them have to eat with them hand
Never get no breast feed,never push in a no pram
Almighty Jah Jah still a guide them alone (seen)

You can tell by the lines on her face
(real street people)
You can see that she's been there
From every move unto every place
(real street people)
Cause she doesn't fit in there

CHORUS:

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me
You and me in paradise


VERSE 5:

To how the system get tough
The youth them can't take no more
Ghetto youths and them a bawl out help
The system get tough can't take no more
Ghetto youths and them a bawl out

While the bigger heads them have all of the world
Have the system a beat we just like a belt
See the youths them vex and now they cant take no more
Pure sufferation all a knock pon them door
Why the bigger heads them fly out pon tour
Turn the man them inna, woman inna whore
Talk bout them love, me say we no too sure
How the ghetto youth them still a sleep pon the floor


CHORUS:

Oh think twise
(exclusive)
It's just another day for you and me in paradise
(real poor people struggle you know)
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English

INTRO:

Oh think about it, just think about it seen
(Yeah man a Father Culture, Shakky Allyene, Ninja Dallas international,exclusive)



She calls out to the man in the street
(you hear)
Saying sir can you help me
Its so cold and i have no where to sleep
(real poor people struggle you know)
There is some place you can tell me
He walks on and he doesn't look back
(go on like them better than you you know)
He pretends he can't hear her
(make them go on)
He starts to wh istle as he crosses the street
(real ghetto struggle)
He is embarrassed to be there


CHORUS:

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me
You and me in paradise

VERSE 2:

To how the system get tough
The youth them can't take no more
Ghetto youths and them a bawl out help
The system get tough can't take no more
Ghetto youths and them a bawl out

While the bigger heads them have all of the world
Have the system a beat we just like a belt
See the youths them vex and now they cant take no more
Pure sufferation all a knock pon them door
Why the bigger heads them fly out pon tour
Turn the man them inna, woman inna whore
Talk bout them love, me say we no too sure
How the ghetto youth them still a sleep pon the floor

VERSE 3:

She calls out man in the street
(man in the street)
He can see she's been crying
(she's been crying)
She's got blisters on the souls of her feet
(yeah man, well blistered)
She cant walk but she's trying
(real street people)


CHORUS:

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me
You and me in paradise


VERSE 4:

Burn down a fire me say pon some big man
Who never touch Half Way Three when it touch one
Say which part the abandoned youth them a jam
Cold concrete them a sleep pon
Don't have no pot they cook in a cheese pan
Don't have no spoon them have to eat with them hand
Never get no breast feed,never push in a no pram
Almighty Jah Jah still a guide them alone (seen)

You can tell by the lines on her face
(real street people)
You can see that she's been there
From every move unto every place
(real street people)
Cause she doesn't fit in there

CHORUS:

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise

Oh think twise
It's just another day for you and me
You and me in paradise


VERSE 5:

To how the system get tough
The youth them can't take no more
Ghetto youths and them a bawl out help
The system get tough can't take no more
Ghetto youths and them a bawl out

While the bigger heads them have all of the world
Have the system a beat we just like a belt
See the youths them vex and now they cant take no more
Pure sufferation all a knock pon them door
Why the bigger heads them fly out pon tour
Turn the man them inna, woman inna whore
Talk bout them love, me say we no too sure
How the ghetto youth them still a sleep pon the floor


CHORUS:

Oh think twise
(exclusive)
It's just another day for you and me in paradise
(real poor people struggle you know)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Franklyn Dayes
Copyright: Lyrics © NW ROYALTY CONSULTING, LLC.


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