Roots Manuva – Blaze Up A Fire lyrics

Some of us seeing what we know to become clear
How many predictions come to pass this year
Did they know that North Africa would erupt
But what we know they don’t know that’s how they keep it from us
So I burn a fire from the courts to the cops
Spiritual wealth is what fills my cups
I use this hip hop to profess my love
I am not a pop star I’m a mother fucking thug
I’m a fiend for the truth, drugs
Getting lean off of liberty, pub
You see me
They let the wrong one in when they let me in
You understand what I’m saying are you hearing me
I hear what they saying with the undertones
They telling me they went to Iraq to help them grow
They’re so arrogant and so obvious
They truth pours from the ground in Fallujah
You see me

Sometimes you need to blaze up a fire
Let it be known for the record, your honor
Sometimes you need to blaze up a fire
Before the case gets settled, your honor

Let the fire blaze in various ways
Be it the road, be it the stage let the flames stay high
Demystify the myths they fly
Tell lies pon an I with their Tel lie Vision
Subliminal programmes for old mans in prison
Hold hands with the -ism that truly ain't him
Paint him taint him decimate him
Reduce to a fraction of flesh and skin
We sing riddim for the culture sculpt precisely
Devilish encryption could never subscribe we
Word power and sound moving the molecule
Burn a fool run a fool with many degrees
Peppered decree
Heat the reasons
Heat the heathens
Pagously
These streets are paved with thievery
False prophets false hopes false believery

Sometimes you need to blaze up a fire
Let it be known for the record, your honor
Sometimes you need to blaze up a fire
Before the case gets settled, your honor

Sometimes you need to blaze up a fire
Let it be known for the record, your honor
Sometimes you need to blaze up a fire
Before the case gets settled, your honor

So lets form the battalion and stop battling for love of medallions
Covered blood laid up in a ambulance
Can't you see we're just africans with new garms on
But no hearts mannequins
While freemasons dance with the Vatican
Speech I'm so tired of imagining
So ready for riots to start happening
Ye and obama I'm not backing him
Sickening they drop bombs then sing hymns in church
Like gods gone and these devils really think they're gonna win
But they're wrong, cos I stand strong on every song and
Pardon moi if you don't know I am
The unknown man with unknown plans
Writing my future with no hands
Unplug your mind from the enemies programmes live life with benignity
Famalam stop the killing spree do you want to make money or history
Cos honestly hand on my heart no man in power's every done a thing for me
Its not a mystery its liberties blaze up a fire to the victory

Go tell the judge and the jury
They don’t know the half of the story
So if I break it down slowly
They can really see where I’m coming from
I had the spark when boy dem come
Live it down, I never done
When they showed up I never run
Stood firm for the conundrum