Monnaie
Dub Incorporation Lyrics

Go tell dem say a life over death good over evil rastafari, talkin to di people, hear me now
Spread the message of choosing life over death, good over evil, and the Rastafarian faith. This is a call to listen to the people's voices.

No money, no money, no money yeah...
Money is not everything.

the finest and di truth a go rise black killa, black set a life
The truth and righteousness will always prevail, even in dark times.

Another big connection Dub Inc along side Lyricson Hear that sound Yeah I!
The collaboration of Dub Inc and Lyricson brings a powerful sound and message.

Que de la tune par excès, de l'amertume, des décès Ce sont tous des cow-boys Ils prônent la liberté, aiment voir les gens peiner Ils pensent être des symboles Car il faut qu'ils l'aient Toute la tune de mes poches et qu'mes proches n'en finissent pas d'payer. Car il faut qu'ils l'aient Le rêve pas son ébauche et qu'leurs Porsches n'en finissent pas d'briller.
Money, corruption and greed can lead to bitterness and death. These people want to appear as symbols of freedom, but in reality they are just cowboys who want to take everything for themselves, leaving the poor to suffer from the consequences. They want all the money from my pockets, and my loved ones keep paying for it. They want their dreams to come true even if it means their Porsches keep shining, while the dreams of others remain incomplete.

Coute que coute faut qu'on trace notre route, faut qu'on s'sert les coudes Départager la soupe Ils n'en n'ont rien à foutre quand l'ASSEDIC ils me coupent Mon compte est sold out Donc j'amène toutes mes troupes Yo, ils épargnent l'argent mais jamais les gens De la tune et du luxe, dans leur esprit du vent C'n'est qu'dans l'unité qu'on ira de l'avant Dub Inc et Lyricson viennent brûler tous leurs plans, hear that
We need to stick together and work hard to achieve our goals, even if it means starting from scratch. The rich and powerful do not care about the struggles of the poor, as shown by the cutting of state unemployment benefits. All my money is gone, so I bring all my people together. They only care about saving up money and enjoying luxury, without any regard for the well-being of others. Only through unity can we move forward, as Dub Inc and Lyricson come to burn down their plans.

di rich a tell di poor fi put stool outta di modern slavery di ghetto youths dem want pull 400 years and still be taken fi a fool thats why me tell dem say di fire inna me heart it cant cool
The rich tell the poor to accept their current state, but the ghetto youths want to break free from modern slavery. After 400 years of being taken for fools, the singer warns them that the fire in his heart will not go out, symbolizing his passion for change and fighting against oppression.

everyone is searching for an escape life inna babylon a redda den red how could i believe all da rumours dem spread say dem a gwan like a selassie I dem youths dem haffi fight fi get peace of bread and di streets dem a go run red leaders dem fi know say the people haffi get fed outta di dread dem a go escape
Everyone is searching for a way out of the difficult life in Babylon. The rumors spread by those in power cannot be trusted. The youth have to fight for their basic needs, and the streets will turn red with bloodshed. Leaders must recognize the importance of providing for the people. The dreadlocks community will escape Babylon and its evils.

C'est vrai qu'ils nous prennent pour des cons C'est la merde qu'illumine leur front et pendant ce temps eho Ils s'enfilent comme des porcs par millions pour la tune bien évidemment qu'elle en fait ouh ouh ouh oh
The powerful consider the average person foolish. They are only interested in increasing their wealth and power, even if it means living in a world full of chaos and corruption. They indulge in money like pigs in a sty, benefiting from it while the rest suffer the consequences.

La monnaie déprime elle a peur Qu'elle ne soit inutile Dans ce monde décadent qui la rend trop utile L'utopie serait de la voir sous terre Hélas ce n'est bien qu'un rêve Well well well, ghetto youth sont dans l'action. Tu brasses des millions eho, faudrait qu'tu penses à partager Maintenant à toi d'donner Tout l'monde à besoin d'pognon eho Personne ne demande d'être assisté, juste l'égalité ah yeah...
Money can become useless and lose its value in a declining and decadent world. The ideal is to bury it underground, away from the greed and corruption that it attracts. This is only a dream, though. The people in the ghetto are taking action to fight for what they need. If someone has millions of dollars, they must consider sharing it with others, who also need money but desire equality, not handouts.

Tous ces rêves de pognon d'oseille et de maille par milliards Des morts par millions pour des pétrodollars Corruptions, spéculations, pour garder le pouvoir On provoque l'explosion de leur système Si y'a barre à ton décès, tous tes biens tu laisseras mais tu sais Que seul l'amour nous sauvera. La monnaie, on en a tous besoin Mais tu vois fais pas n'importe quoi reste tranquille et droit
Millions dream of making billions of dollars, but this leads to the deaths of millions of people for the sake of oil money, corruption and speculation. Those in power do everything they can to maintain their position of authority. It is possible to bring their corrupt system down in a peaceful way. When you die, you will leave all your possessions behind, so it is only love that can truly save us. Money is a necessity, but we must use it wisely and stay true to ourselves.