Альбом Asian Dub Foundation

We never had it so good

Day to day It's the government plan
To grind them down Every man and woman
To grind them down Every man and woman
To grind them down Every man and woman

Day to day It's the government plan
To grind them down Every man and woman ....
To fuck up their minds
Pat their lives in their hands
To mash up their brains
Unable to understand
This is a message to those in command
There was never any freedom
Just castles built on sand ...

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I grab the mic
To commence with the mic check
Supply rhymes, man you've never heard yet
You never thought an Asian could do this
Well you're wrong
Wrong again
Hardcore!
That's what I wanna be
All over the white world
Yes they'll remember me
Don't look at me as an Innocent bystander
Because I'll scare you after dark...
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Paki bashing
That's what I call f**king racism
And you can tell I'm a fucking Paki lover
Day to day
Night to night
Persecution with a capital P
Racism with a capital R
Man I've seen your scar
I've seen your scar
You expect me to sympathise
Then hell no!
You don't know the price that we're paying.
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What you see is no mirage
Asian guys and girls comin large
Straight from the East tough!
And coming like a beast
Guys who are very keen and showing ability
Tranquility, we have the audacity
Speaking out
'Cos there's no doubt about that
Another critical rhune
Make you wanna look
Observe it
It's like a comic book
Coming from the place
With a capital B
I'll let you guess-
No let me tell you:
The B and the A and the N and the G and the L and the A
With a word called Desh
Sums up the country
The word and the place
Called Bangladesh
So you never contest
Yes you just thought
I couldn't do it
I'm not a Black man
This time it's an Asian
Some fear the white man
Some fear the Ku Klux Klan
But they ain't up to no good
Brother brother, sister sister
Yes if your miss or if your mister
Listen up to this rap
It's Asian guys coming correct
Way back in the sixties
Our fathers, our mothers
They suffered a lot for us
They couldn't say much
They couldn't do much
'Cos of the fear of getting beat up
But now it's the nineties
We're not babies no more
You know the score that we live for
Our fathers, our mothers
They brought us up to be tough
We don't stand for any bullshit
We don't give a damn
Even if you're superman
Strong culture is what you see in our eyes
Not just tough guys.
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Tu meri me tera
You are mine and I am yours
Standing together
Side by side
I'm not your shadow
But I could be your guide
Stick with me in this time of insanity
Working together to survive this reality
Without you I don't think I could bear
Belief in myself man
You take me there
You see me as I am
And what I wanna be
The hopes for myself
Yes, you are the key
And when I'm on the mic
I don't have to chat shit
Guns or cars or the size of my prick
Your inspiration makes me rap wisely
Like Tunes for a cold (!)
You make me think clearly
Asian sisters shouldn't hear slackness
But conscious lyrics like Sounds of Blackness
Asian brothers
Come listen to me
Respect your sisters if you wanna be free
I will never forget
The love you have given
Sacrificed for the life we are living
The greatest wealth
That no-one can steal
In health and in sickness
No amount of wickedness
Woulda stand in your way
I will never forget
How you struggled to allow us
To see a better day.
Standing together
Side by side
I'm not you shadow
But I could be your guide
Stick with me in this time of insanity
Working together to survive this reality
Without you I don't think I could bear
Belief in myself man
You take me there
You see me as I am
And what I wanna be
The hopes for myself
Yes you are the key
And when I'm on the mic
I don't have to chat shit
Guns or cars
Or the size of my prick
Your inspiration makes me rap wisely
Likes Tunes for a cold (!)
You make me think clearly
Asian sisters shouldn't hear slackness
But conscious lyrics like Sounds of Blackness
Asian brothers
Come listen to me
Respect your sisters if you wanna be free

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For the consciousness of the nation
Sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation:
The music we make
It cuts across borders
We never make music to someone else's orders
Plenty of issues on the agenda if you want to lend a helping hand
You're always told to shut up and dance
But you have to change this - take a chance
Turn the tables,
We know you're able
Don't just consume
Make your own tune.
The music, we use it
We're making a stand
I wouldn't call this a green and pleasant land
A conscious response is what we demand
Challenge the system and those in command
Express your opinion
It's your domain
If you fail to do this
You are partly to blame
My heart is beating
No retreat
The battle continues
We'll suffer no defeat
This war you've been waging
It's time we were raging
In our minds
And on the streets
Sample this
It's an education
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation.
Look around you, yeah
Open your mind
Check it out
Tell me what you find
Here to document the situation
The sounds of the original, the original...
Hope and glory
A myth of the tories
We're here to tell you a different story
Here to readdress the situation
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation.
A rapper I May be
But packaged I'm not
I'll slip through the noose before you tie the knot
This work in progress not slick but rough
Breaking all records
Twelve inches ain't enough
Sample this It's an education
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation...
We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic
The only 'e' we use is electric
An Asian background
That's what's reflected
But this militant vibe ain't what you expected
With your liberal minds
You patronise our culture
Scanning the surface like vultures
With your tourist mentality
we're still the natives
You're multicultural but we're anti-racist
We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic
The only 'e' we use is electric.
And we cry
Them coulda never escape Disya judgement...

Pagal ki na bole?
Chagal ki na khai?
Kuch bolo ke ni?

Is there nothing that a madman won't say?
Is there nothing that a goat won't eat?...
Common sense-
misinformation received
by the common man
You've been just as deceived
An effect that was planned by the powers that be
A most effective tool for division and rule
A most effective tool for division and rule

And people of different cultural persuasions
start to develop hindered relations
So what can be done to dissipate the friction?
Gotta seperate the facts, yes the facts from the fiction.

"Ah , I , I don't know .....
Ah , I , I don't know .....
Ah , I , I don't know .....

But once they get get here
There is no knowing what they'll get up to!"

All this talk about housing
Just a method of arousing bad feeling
Appealing to people's prejudice
And then they redirect
their lack of self respect
Towards a visible target
a visible target

You seem to have forgotten
that the apple has always been rotten
and that black people are not the cause of your problems

Black people are not the cause of your problems
We're often told that this country's bursting at the seams.
We're never told that there are in fact more people leaving than entering.
Immigration has become synoymous with black people.
Yet over sixty per cent of immigrants are white .....

"Things were good in the good olden days" they say
"Jobs in the factories" ( economic slaves! )
"We kept our doors open right throughout the day"
( But the poverty was such That there was nothing to nick anyway! )

Black people constitute less than six per cent of the population

Common sense-
misinformation received
By the common man
You've been just as deceived
An effect that was planned by the powers that be
A most effective tool for division and rule
A most effective tool for division and rule

And people of different cultural persuasions
start to develop hindered relations
So what can be done to dissipate the friction?
Gotta seperate the facts, yes the facts from the fiction.

" Enough is enough."
" Immigration must stop."
" This country's bursting at the seams."
" This country's going to the wogs!"

Oh, the Sun has got its facts wrong Hip,hip,hooray ( ?! )
The Sun has got its facts wrong and it's fucking up my day ...

A race war That's what they're fighting for
Rivers of blood is what they want
By claiming influx, a flood or a swamp-
There ain't no influx, a flood or a swamp!

All this talk about housing
Just a method of arousing bad feeling
Appealing to people's prejudice
And then they redirect
their lack of self respect
Towards a visible target
a visible target

You seem to have forgotten
that the apple has always been rotten
and that black people are not the cause of your problems

Black people are not the cause of your problems

"Ah , I , I don't know .....
Ah , I , I don't know .....
Ah , I , I don't know .....

But once they get get here
There is no knowing what they'll get up to!"

Oh, the Sun has got its facts wrong Hip,hip,hooray ( ?! )
The Sun has got its facts wrong and it's fucking up my day ...

Pagal ki na bole?
Chagal ki na khai?

Pagal ki na bole?
Chagal ki na khai?

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Lies ! Damn lies and statistics
Fitting up and stitching down at ballistics
The back of the van it ain't used for seating
Just check through the window the youth them get a beating
Meet P.C P.R the designer policeman
Putting up a smokescreen with his multi coloured truncheon
Shake a few bad apples off the long arm of the law
But he knows and we know that it's rotten to the core

Black man on a double yellow he's a criminal
A racial attack- investigation minimal
You'll always find us on the end of a baton
When the black meets the blue you know who's getting spat on
Now I'm giving to you and I'm driving into you
The truth- no number crunching- it's just your mind that we are mugging
ADF taking them on at I- spy
Watching them watching us operation eagle lie

Unity is strength and strength is unity
IC1, IC2 and also IC3
All together we can defend the whole community
One people, all nations to reach their destiny
Before the devil man used to use the truncheon
To kill the black man is still his dream ambition
Now they have swat batons and CCTV
For unusual people just like you and me
Young sisters and brothers dying from heart attacks
But how can we breath when the beast is on our back
CS gas in your lungs, eyes and your mouth
Just another police murder without without a doubt
CPS is the piggies alibi
None of them ever prepared to be the fall guy
ADF taking them on at I- spy
Watching them watching us operation eagle lie