RNG- Labadee

LABADEE

I've been to Haiti enjoyed the blue seas,

But never went central to see the disease,

I've never looked up at hills and seen nothing but shacks,

But I’ve lived in the hills where all I did was relax,

I've been to some towns round the Caribbean islands,

Drinking not caring of living or dying,

When in the same the city round the several mile block,

Radius down the street they're all demanding a rock,

The drug traffic's in rush hour while I'm in the shower,

At the city under the sea in the Bahamas it towers,

The bright lights light the sky as some sit dark,

Hear the ringing of slots as I pull in and park,

I've cruised around playing monkey in trees,

In Jamaica then in a hot tub floating over the sea,

And they watch as we pass riding high on the bus,

Cameras in hand face against the glass heading to lunch,

They say its scary stay away from the danger zone,

Pay a few thousand baht to keep you from crazy stones,

Cuz every single person could be Osama disguised,

And you're a terrorist if say Obama been lyin’,

Don’t quit spitting the truth! Man I’m tryin’,

But even time I drop a line I hear the voices in my mind,

Saying where's I'm at and measured is behind the cut line,

Well I'm fine writing rhymes till I'm 109,

But so what if I’m a poet I ain’t nothing,

I’m just another average gentleman trying to create something,

And put the pieces in place perfect till everything fits,

But I feel it's being forced and sometimes I want to quit,

Cuz every time I turn my head they tell me look back at Labadee,

Ignore the poor long as they don't bother me,

Enjoy the sun, hot springs and Labadoozies,

Stay away from the downtown and all of its loonies,

Rum running filling a tummy one's rumbling next door,

The whole world known anymore,

As amusement parks till the revolution starts, till the revolution starts

The lights camera and action is acting on the screen,

Depicting the things we dream we'd never dream of seeing,

But we can travel round and stay in the sweet spots,

Blindfolded from plots rising then crashing the stocks,

Now it's in Greece soon in the streets of America's land,

Stranded in paradise and surrounded by sand,

What do you think is going to happen when the rapping completes,

When we look in mirror without the status competes,

When the mark of the beast is needed to eat,

How will matter whether you feast or sleep in the streets,

We ain’t nothing but mammals doesn't mean I'm an animal,

We're humanity hold onto your hearts here come the cannibals,

Looking to feed you poison so they can sew up the cut,

Leave you indebted well that's an open and shut,

But I know when to run or when a bluff is at stake,

Eating beans and rice while they eat nothing but steak,

Nothing but fat plates for the fat men at the places,

Changing money laughing at us with our plastic faces,

Big wigs rigging to win once again,

Like 7/7 or 9/11 we’re ticking till then,

And staying calm like bombs over inflated with rage,

In our hearts and minds and breaking the cage,

I'm sick of seeking something fake so I'm escaping this maze,

So go ahead and take my stake in this rat race,

I'd rather be invested in something that’s real,

Forget the numbers on the screen I mean I want a feel,

I want a cut of the land we've gotta pay to possess,

And the freedom I’m entitled I ain’t taking nothing less!