Two Sevens Clash

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Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesised it St Jago de la Vega and Kingston is going to meet And I can see with mine own eyes It's only a housing scheme that divides Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash, Natty Dread Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station How beautiful it used to be And it has been destroyed by lightning Earthquake and thunder, I say what! Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash, Natty Dread Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash I take a ride sometimes On Penn Overland and Bronx And sometimes I ride on bus X82 Say what! Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash Marcus Garvey was inside of Spanish Town District Prison And when they were about to take him out He prophesised and said As I pass through this gate No other prisoner shall enter and get through And so it is until now The gate has been locked, say what! Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash, Natty Dread Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash, it bitter, bitter, bitter Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash, I-man a go feel it Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash, you better do right Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash, Natty Dread
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