Buffalo Soldier (feat. Shyne)

Buffalo Soldier (布法罗士兵) - MatisYahu (马太·保罗·米勒)/Shyne

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning down the block

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning down the block

Don't judge a book by the cover

Every single being in this world is your brother

When I lost ( ) and uncover

Ancient words that teach me to love ya

So we burn to return to the mother

And we yearn to unlearn all they told ya about yourself

Who you are what you should be

I'm gonna be free leave it up to me

Raise your eyes to the sky look out through the night

Feel alright

Stars burn bright high like the moonlight

You'll be alright

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

This is the medicine I'm out like the Bedouin

This knife I'm burying this life I'm treasuring

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I went running away to the cave

Went in a slave and came out all flames

I went running away for the hills

Back to my roots and I'm running still

But now I'm running to face my dreams

Find my place and what it means

Find yourself and no one else

You have to leave it up to me leave it up to me

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

This is the medicine I'm out like the Bedouin

This knife I'm burying this life I'm treasuring

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

Buffalo soldier you know I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning down the block

I shot the sheriff the DA and the deputy

Sorry Al Sharpton I don't need you to lecture me

Maybe I'll stop talking about guns

When you talk about the funds that they cut for the youth

Let's cut to the truth ain't enough for the youth

So tell me how you judge me til you're stuck in the shoes man

Where the Congressmen where all the Senators

They're thinking about their green not the color of the President

This is just a relevance survival is the sentiment

Narcotics is the only way you know that I'ma measure it

They say that we are in a post Obama era

Well exactly what that mean You needn't make it clearer

Does it mean that the rich are gonna finally start to share up

Re-proportion the wealth and make things fairer

Asking God "why do poor people suffer"

But now I'm such a hypocrite the Rolls Royce mufflers

In the gutters nobody never loved us

I am just the result of pain and hunger

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

Buffalo soldier no I'm not a rasta

I used to be a mobster burning up the block

This is the medicine I'm out like the Bedouin

This knife I'm burying this life I'm treasuring