Dispear
Nas & Damian Marley Lyrics


Lord! Dispear, huh!
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey
Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek, man a Masai Warrior, dispear, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, this spear
Like burning spirits and such and such before me
Who all fought for the cause and, dispear, eh
Enforcing all the laws and

The master of the masses
One has power the other one lacks it
Guns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters
Who are the masters? They are the gangsters, they are the bankers
The ones who tax us, the masses, they are us
The sheep, the people, divided in classes
I go off like a shia bomb and all y'all see I'm on my
War paint on my face, shit
My nine mm on my waist, shit
I'm a problem, shoot up your place shit
Let a few go, then I get low blazing Haze again
The masters, the wall street war chiefs
The elitists groups, the masses
They pray to Jesus saying he will see us through
The masters are the aristocratic
The masses ask if the most high is on his way here
I'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day spear

Hey I say, dispear, huh!
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey
Through the hands of time and cruel men it has slew more than a billion, dispear, eh
It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion

This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze
Mislead the media misleads
Scares you to the point where you miss sleep
With that said this lead with this Ruger and that shooter
Sub-machine gun ratta tat through you
Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad our future
Is Mislead three strikes
There's no school when a teacher strikes
This economy, this monopoly get no job just own your property
Now it's back to what comes natural
Must survive any how you have to
Dispear, desperation but I have no fear when I hold this spear

Mek some bwoy know mi nah smile 'cause this spear nah mek friends
Man a run racket man a run scheme man a run race man a run down Benz
Can't trust a she nor we nor eye inna contact lens
Man a run from police and a run down wealth and dollars and nah mek sense

So, rise up to my defense
Hollow pointed is my preference
Should have been deterred don't know what you heard
Get referred by the wrong reference
When this spear start dispense
It a fly and a tear through fence
Dismember your members and all of your limbs body bust inna nuff segments
Well, man a run drugs man a run risk
Man all a run out a time and ends
Man a run up and down and a run fi dem life and a run down this month rent
Nothin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road then man hafi go touch pavement
Dispear was a tool that was used to enslave man and mek manservant
Escape from despair and desperation becomes more urgent
Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul with spiritual detergent
A distant army a distant relative controlling the circumference
And any man move with no permission they're feeling the circumstance of

Dispear, hey
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh!
Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey
Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47, dispear, eh!
And anytime them clap it up the whole city level , dispear
Like burning spear and such and such before I
Who all fought for the cause and, dispear, eh!
They can't ignore me, no!

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: COURTNEY GLENROY DIEDRICK, DAMIAN ROBERT NESTA MARLEY, NASIR JONES, PHILIP JAMES, SHIAH CORE

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T Buczynski

Lord!
This Spear, huh!
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi
Man a Mau Mau Warrior
Despair, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya
This Spear, hey
Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek
Man a Masai Warrior
Despair, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya
This Spear
Like BURNING SPEAR
AND SUCH AND SUCH BEFORE ME
Who all fought for the cause and
This Spear, eh
Enforcing all the laws

[Nas]
The Master of the Masses
One has power
The other one lacks it
Guns are power
Controlled by assets
Owned by financial forecasters
Who are the Masters?
They are the Gangsters
They are the bankers
The ones who tax us
The Masses
They are us
The sheep, the people
Divided in classes
I go off like a Shite bomb
And All ya'll see I'm on my
War paint on my face, shit
My nine mm on my waist, shit
I'm a problem
Shoot up your place shit
Let a few go
Then I get low
Blazing Haze again
The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs
The Elitists Groups
The Masses
They pray to Jesus
Saying he will see us through
The Masters are the aristocratic
The Masses
Ask if the Most High
Is On his way here
I'm trying to stay clear
My mind is my modern day Spear

[Damian Marley]
Hey
I say...
This Spear, huh!
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon
Man a Mau Mau Warrior
Despair, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya
This Spear, hey
Through the hands of time and cruel men
It has slew more than a billion
Despair, eh
It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion

[Nas]
This lead into Swiss cheese
When the 5th squeeze
Mislead
The media Misleads
Scares you to the point
Where you miss sleep
With that said
This lead with this Ruger
And that shooter
Sub-machine gun
Ratta tat through you
Copper tops, hollow points
Will do ya something bad
Our future
Is Mislead
Three strikes
There's no school
When a teacher strikes
This economy
This monopoly
Get no job
Just own your property
Now it's back to
What comes natural
Must survive any how you have to
Despair, Desperation
But I have no fear
When I hold This Spear

[Damian Marley]
Mek some bwoy know mi nah smile
Cause this spear nah beg friends
Man a run racket
Man a run scheme
Man a run race
Man a run down Benz
Can't trust a she nor we nor eye
Inna contact lense
Man a run from police
And a run down wealth
And dollars and nah mek sense

[Damian Marley]
So, rise up to my defense
Hollow pointed is my preference
Should have been deterred
Don't know what you heard
Get referred
By the wrong reference
When this spear start dispense
It a fly and a tear through fence
Dismember your members
And all of your limbs
Body bust inna nuff segments
Well, man a run drugs
Man a run risk
Man all a run out a time and ends
Man a run up and down
And a run fi dem life
And a run down this month rent
Nutin' nah gwan a yard
And food deh a road
Then man hafi go touch pavement
Despair was a tool
That was used to enslave man
And mek manservant
Escape from Despair and Desperation
Becomes more urgent
Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul
With spiritual detergent
A distant army
A distant relative
Controlling the circumference
And any man move with no permission
They're feeling the circumstance of

[Damian Marley]
This Spear, hey
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh
Man a Mau Mau Warrior
Despair, eh!
Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya
This Spear, hey
Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47
This Spear, eh!
And anytime them clap it up the whole city level
This Spear
Like Burning Spear
And such and such before I
Who all fought for the cause and
This Spear, eh!
They can't ignore me
No!



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[African Choir Intro]
[Hook 1: Jr. Gong]
Lord!
This Spear, huh!
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi
Man a Mau Mau Warrior
This spear, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya
Despair, hey
Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek
Man a Masai Warrior
This spear, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya
Despair
Like burning spear and such and such before me
Who all fought for the cause and
This Spear, eh
Enforcing all the laws
[Verse 1: Nas]
The Master and the Masses
One has power
The other one lacks it
Guns are power
Controlled by assets
Owned by financial forecasters
Who are the Masters?
They are the Gangsters
They are the bankers
The ones who tax us
The Masses
They are us
The sheep, the people
Divided in classes
I go off like a Shi'ite bomb
And All ya'll see I'm on my
War paint on my face, shit
My nine millimeter on my waist
I'm a problem
Shoot up your place shit
Let a few go
Then I get low
Blazing Haze again
The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs
The Elitists Groups
The Masses
They pray to Jesus
Saying he will see us through
The Masters are the aristocratic
The Masses
Ask if the Most High
Is On his way here
I'm trying to stay clear
My mind is my modern day Spear

[Hook 2: Jr. Gong]
Hey
I say...
This Spear, huh!
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon
Man a Mau Mau Warrior
Despair, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya
This Spear, hey
Through the hands of time and cruel men
It has slew more than a billion
Despair, eh
It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion
[Nas - Verse 2]
This land of the Swiss cheese
When the fifth squeeze
Mislead
The media misleads
Scares you to the point
Where you miss sleep
With that said
This lead with this Ruger
And that shooter
Sub-machine gun
Ratta tat through you
Copper tops, hollow points
Will do ya something bad
Our future
Is Mislead
Three strikes
There's no school
When a teacher strikes
This economy
This monopoly
Get no job
Just own your property
Now it's back to
What comes natural
Must survive any how you have to
Despair, Desperation
But I have no fear
When I hold This Spear

[Intermission]
[Jr. Gong - Bridge]
Make some boy know me nah smile
Cause this spear nah beg friends
Man a run racket
Man a run scheme
Man a run race
Man a run down Benz
Can't trust a she nor he nor we nor I
In a contact lense
Man a run from police
And a run down wealth
And dollars and nah make sense
[Jr. Gong: Verse 3]
So
Rise up to my defense
Hollow pointed is my preference
Should have been deterred
Don't know what you heard
Get referred
By the wrong reference
When this spear start dispense
It a fly and a tear through fence
Dismember your members
And all of your limbs
Body bust in enough segments
Well
Man a run drugs
Man a run risk
Man all a run out a time and ends
Man a run up and down
And a run fi dem life
And a run down this month rent
Nutin' nah go a yard
And food the a road
Then man have to go touch pavement
Despair was a tool
That was used to enslave man
And make manservant
Escape from Despair and Desperation
Becomes more urgent
Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul
With spiritual detergent
A distant army
A distant relative
Controlling the circumference
And any man move with no permission
They're feeling the circumstance of

[Hook 3: Jr. Gong]
This Spear, hey
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh
Man a Mau Mau Warrior
Despair, eh!
Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya
This Spear, hey
Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47
This Spear, eh!
And anytime them clap it up the whole city level
This Spear
Like Burning Spear
And such and such before I
Who all fought for the cause and
This Spear, eh!
They can't ignore me
No!
[Outro: Dennis Brown]
What do you think of Africa?
Africa, Africa
Ha ha ha, Africa
Just, just the mention of it
Just the mention of it, man
It's like you call me name, man
Well you know Africa is motherland
And Africa is were we rightfully belong
And that's were I want to be



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RWI Concepts

Still trying to figure out how this album never won a grammy.

baby boy

Bad breathe

daily bread

Facts

Rob Sep

@bsmi1361 yeah it is, I meant to say that the media would never give it too much publicity because they are calling the media out in it

bsmi1361

@Rob Sep This album is classic.

Rob Sep

dude Nas literally called out the 1%, the financial interests, Wall Street, Hollywood, basically the real rulers of America. there's no way they're going to give this any publicity

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who else is listeing to this in 2019 ?

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Not me 2021

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