Burning Spear - Marcus Children Suffer Lyrics
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Marcus Children Suffer
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What Are The Lyrics For Marcus Children Suffer By Burning Spear?
The whole a we suffer, yes
We suffer, yes, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer, yes We suffer, yes, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer Marcus Garvey did say People, black people You gonna wait until your back against the wall before you start to inquire, who's fault The whole a we suffer, yes We suffer, yes, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer To this tribulation, struggle Sufferation We suffer, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer Can't blame Marcus Can't blame Garvey Can't blame Marcus Garvey, no We suffer, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer Suffer, yes We suffer, yes, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer Marcus never tell no one to We always speak the truth We always speak the truth We suffer, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer yes We suffer, yes, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer He's from, the parish The parish of Saint Ann's The Garvey town, Saint Ann's Bay Suffer, yes We suffer, yes, we suffer The whole a we suffer The whole a we suffer.. |
Who Wrote Marcus Children Suffer By Burning Spear?
Winston Rodney
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