The Days

(Oi Who's that)
(Oh yeah Mama)
(Oh yeah Mama)
(Oh yeah Mama)
(Mama)

Ah
These are the Dutty days
Yuh haffi hustle in the streets like a Dutty slave
Then the boss that work the least get the Dutty raise
You can't even rest in peace inna your Dutty grave
Ah

These are the Dutty times, yeah
When yuh sneakers ain't yuh only nines
Some weh call pon Jesus a dem commit the crimes
Nuff illiterate and still a read between the lines
Ah

Yeah (Yeah)
Who's that, Who's that, Who's that
Do you wonder why I do that? (Yeah)
If it comes down to me or my message then please choose that (Yeah)
If it comes down to wealth or the culture please don't lose that Yeah)
Keep the latter and sooner or later you'll accrue that (Yeah)

Please don't be an Aunt Jemima, please don't be an Uncle Tom (Yeah)
If they lose their way remind her and remind him of this song (Yeah)
That brother is not your enemy
That other is not your friend (Yeah)
Unify and build together then disparity might end

Ah
These are the Dutty days
Yuh haffi hustle in the streets like a Dutty slave
Then the boss that work the least get the Dutty raise
You can't even rest in peace inna your Dutty grave
Ah

These are the Dutty times, Yeah
When yuh sneakers ain't yuh only nines
Some weh call pon Jesus a dem commit the crimes
Nuff illiterate and still a read between the lines
Ah

Yeah
Tell the people there are cuts this year
Tell them that they can't afford the bus this year
Tell the vulnerable they better have guts this year (Oh yeah Mama)
It ain't fair but please don't make a fuss this year (Oh yeah Mama)

If you see a sister pandering or see an ally sitting on the sidelines ask them why
(Oh yeah Mama)
If you want to see our people progress and prosper then Apathy has to die (Mama)

Black man are you a threat or a victim?
Jim Crow don't care you're a Christian (Oh yeah Mama)
Racists say Bun your religion
Rapists say bun your decision (Oh yeah Mama)
Please don't end up in the system
Rise and build up is the mission (Oh yeah Mama)
Speak up and voice us with wisdom
Practice reform so they listen (Mama)

Ah
These are the Dutty days
Yuh haffi hustle in the streets like a Dutty slave
Then the boss that work the least get the Dutty raise
You can't even rest in peace inna your Dutty grave
Ah

These are the Dutty times, Yeah
When yuh sneakers ain't yuh only nines
Some weh call pon Jesus a dem commit the crimes
Nuff illiterate and still a read between the lines
Ah

(Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
(Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
(Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
(Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
(Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah) (Oh yeah Mama)
(Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah) (Oh yeah Mama)
(Oh yeah Mama)
(Mama)