Naxalite

Brothers and sisters of the soul unite
We are one, indivisible and strong
They may try to break us
But they dare not underestimate us
They know our memories are long
A mass of sleeping villages
Thats how theyre pitching it
At least thats what they try to pretend
But check out our history
So rich and revolutionary
A prophecy
That we will rise again!

Like springing tigers
We encircle the cities
To the future we will take an oath
High up in the mountains
Deep in the forest
Our home is the undergrowth.

And we must never give up
Until the land is ours
No never give in
til we have taken the power.

Because, I am just a naxalite warrior
Fighting for survival and equality
Policeman beating up me, my brother and my father
My mother crying cant believe this reality

Iron like a lion from zion
This one going out to all youth, man and woman
Original master d pon the microphone stand
Cater for no sceptical man me dont give a damn!

cos me a naxalite warrior.....

Operation Eagle Lie

Lies!
Damn lies and statistics
Fitting up and stitching up
Down at ballistics
The back of the van
It aint 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 its rotten to the core.

Black man on a double yellow -
Hes a criminal
A racial attack -
Investigation minimal
Youll always find us on the end of a baton
When the black meets the blue
You know whos getting spat on
Now Im giving to you and I am driving into you
The truth
No number crunching
Its just your mind that were 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
Altogether we can defend all of the community
One people, all nations
Fi 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 breathe when the beast is on our back
Cs gas in your lungs, eyes and your mouth
Just another police murder without a doubt.

Cps is the piggys alibi
None of them are ever prepared to be the fall guy
Adf taking them on at i-spy
Whatching them watching us
Operation eagle lie.

Community Music (2000)

Collective Mode

For every opportunity we squeeze de last drop
Seeds sown inna de past and now were reaping de crop
Yer, spreading de roots an were no longer under-ground
Those dat turned away are now turning around
Homebeats and high-hats mightier than de sword
Version excursions an breaks from abroad
Too many secret histories dat have never been told
Reveal hidden agendas
Remove de blindfold

Examine de story before you tek de stage
Unscramble freaktalk displayed pon de front page
Frequency flashing synchronised like strobe
Cant do it alone you need to get into de collective mode
Need to get into de collective mode

Were taking note of every brand new sound
Keeping our minds open
Cor we know were future bound
Together we must recognise the signs of our times
Together we must learn to read between the lines
Make your own programme
No bother become digital captive
You need some audio
So you must be active
Get into collective mode
Spirits become positive
You live de life you love
An you love the life you give
No-one is an island whether you like it or not
All inna di same boat which is about to be rocked
Warning light flashing synchronised like strobe
Cant do it alone you need to get into de collective mode

Do you spend too much time living inside your head
Worry too much about what the other man said
Need to pay heed to dis sonic reflection
Turn dis disconnection into interconnection
And get into de collective mode

Asian Dub Foundation Colour Line Feat Ambalavaner Sivanandan


Today, the Colour Line/Is the Power Line/Is the Poverty Line
Racism and imperialism work in tandem
And poverty is their handmaiden
Those who are poor and powerless to break out of their poverty
Are also those who by and large are non-white, non-western, third world
Poverty and powerlessness are interwined in colour, in race
Discrimination and exploitation feed into each other today
Under global capitalism...
We are back to primitive accumulation - plunder on a world scale
Only this time, the pillage is accompanied by aid, sustained by expert
advice and underpinned by programmes and policies that perpetuate dependency
The IMF, The World Bank, Structural Adjustment Programmes
General Agreement on Tariffs and Trade - GATT,
are just a few of the organisations, schemes, projects
which under the guise of developing the third world, plunder it.
Trade agreements and commodity price-fixing, patents and
intellectual property rights
They lock them into paralytic dependency
There's no such thing as illegal immigrants, only illegal
governments...
Black is not just the colour of our skins
It's the colour of our politics...
There's no such thing as illegal immigrants, only illegal
governments...
Today, the colour line/is the power line/is the poverty line

Committed To Life Feat. Assata Shakur


I'll be honest with you:
I hate war in all it's forms-
Physical, psychological, spiritual... emotional... environmental
I hate war...
And i hate having to struggle - i honestly do
Because i wish i had been into a world where it was
Unnecessary.
This context of struggle and being a warrior and being a
Struggler
Has been forced on me by oppression.
Otherwise i would be a sculptor, or a gardener,
Carpenter - you know, i would be free to be so much more...

I guess part of me or a part of who i am, a part of what i do
Is being a warrior - a reluctant warrior, a reluctant struggler
But... i do it because i'm committed to life
We can't avoid it, we can't run away from it
Because to do that is to be... cowardice-
To do that is to be subservient... to devils, subservient to
Evil and so that the only way to live on this planet
With any human dignity at the moment is to struggle.

Crash

New crash is coming

Watch out imf dem try to tek away your sight
Boom an a gloom, recession it a loom
For de second time in ten years monies starting to get tight
Better tek cover cos de crash is coming soon
Lock, stockbrokers and two smoking barrels
Spun de roulette wheel an a you won de first time
So forget bout prayers an a your christmas carols
Welcoming de new year back on de breadline

New crash is coming

Pointing de index finger at meaningless figures
Dow jones, wall st., nikkei they all lied
Speculator, golddigger an free market ligger
Here comes a ftse up your backside
Pacific rim panic, taking de tooth from de tiger
Financial fallout overriding de geiger
A war of nerves between the us an japan
Once again de underdogs end up carrying de can

Watch out imf dem try to tek away your sight
Boom an a gloom, recession it a loom
For de second time in ten years its your money or your life
Better tek cover cos de crash is coming soon
International monetary foul play
Talking doublespeak is de order of de day
Freetrade, slavetrade, slip dem a bung an call it aid
Gurus, fakirs: witness de mess dat they have made

Its de end of history, we say its just de beginning
Struggle for de truth no more doctors will be spinning
Pilger prophecised de profits of de city
Media mogul dying wid his hand inna de kitty
We live in de world that time begatt
Time to check de data debris an change de format
All de way from de frontline here comes de backlash
Bad news outnational announcing de crash!

Memory War

Who controls the past controls the present
And who controls the present controls the future

The battle for the past is for the future
Must be the winners of the memory war
Smash reach out and then grab the flower
At the end of the day their defeat will be for sure

Have you inside your memory the scene of the crime
If you dont have a clue then youre running out a time
Struggle continues while di sunshine
Past and the truth two of them you have to combine
Because books dem a burnt and documents are shredded
Cover ups are covered up in the name of the law
Presidents and royalty caught red handed
And you wont know about it for fifty years or more

Come pay attention to the re-educator
The battle for the past is now the battle for the future
Fire for the messengers of this fake nostalgia
Soon come judgement day

Who controls the past controls the present
And who controls the present controls the future

The history they teach is the voice of the victor
You need to look again you need to have a propaganda!
If truth is your price then come join the bounty hunters
Because truth make you the enemy of all these liars
Because books dem a burnt and documents are shredded
Cover ups are covered up in the name of the law
Presidents and royalty caught red handed
And you wont know about it for fifty years or more

Come pay attention to the re-educator
The battle for the past is now the battle for the future
Fire for the messengers of this fake nostalgia
Soon come judgement day

New Way, New Life

Every sunday morning in front of the tv
Recording with a microphone naya zindagi
Pioneer gurdas maan
Nusrat fateh ali khan
Kept our parents alive
Gave them the will to survive
Working inna de factories
Sometimes sweeping de floor
Unsung heroines an heroes
Yes they open de door
They came a long time ago
But now it seems weve arrived
Naya zindagi! naya jeevan
New way new life

Stayed an we fought an now de futures open wide
New way new life
Naya zindagi! naya zindagi!
New way new life
Naya zindagi! naya jeevan

Tjinder pon de radio
Dis is englands new voice
Censorship for years
But now dem have no choice
Running thru de playground
We could never have known
Dat in de future
Our role models would be home grown
And now were walking down de street
Wid a brand new pride
A spring inna de step
Wid our heads held high
Young asian brothers an sisters
Moving forward, side by side
Naya zindagi! naya jeevan
New way new life

Our opportunity will no longer be denied
New way new life
Naya zindagi! naya jeevan

And were supposed to be cool
Inna de dance our riddims rule
But we knew it all along
Cos our parents made us strong
Never abandoned our culture
Just been moving it along
Technology our tradition
Innovation inna the song
Now de struggle continues
To reverse every wrong
New heroines and heroes
Inna de battle we belong
When we reach de glass ceiling
We will blow it sky high
Naya zindagi! naya jeevan
New way new life

Stayed an we fought an now de futures open wide
New way new life
Naya zindagi! naya zindagi!
New way new life
Naya zindagi! naya jeevan

Officer Xx

Canteen culture colouring the view
From hendon to eltham, not following the clue
Corruption instruction, the life blood of the blue
The whole of the barrel is rotten and not just a few
Evidence buried with a secret handshake
Investigating officers on the double x take
Lost records and notes, excuses half baked
Screwed up a4 and this is no mistake

Officer xx, its time to liaise
Let me introduce you to the brand new krays
No mention of the gangster- informer is the phrase
No communication in the in and out trays
Mi5, them building up combat 18?
Nazi turnouts and the bnp in between?
Running drugs for money for the loyalists?
Macpherson, how come you missed the whole a this?

Defective constable, what you gonna say?
Suspending our belief and still on full pay
Chief condon is safe, what did you expect?
Whos up next?
Calling officer xx!

Spindoctors and editors engaged in a pact
Information leaked out to cover up the facts
Daily slackmail onto a nice little earner
While another thousand cases still on the back burner
Zero tolerance for jack the home sec
Running for cover cause him know were after him neck
Him a huff and him a puff
Inna de name a de law
When it come to the guilty him a man of straw

This shameful spectacle we can see clearly
Conspiracy in practice
Now not in theory
Heard all of de report and looked over the whole a de text
Time to step forward now officer xx

Defective constable, what you gonna say?
Suspending our belief and still on full pay
Chief condon is safe, what did you expect?
Whos up next?
Calling officer xx!

Real Great Britain

Union jack and union jill
Back up and down the same old hill
Sell the flag to the youths
But who swallows the bill
Murdoch she wrote
Him have his hand in the till

Blairful of thatcher
Stuck on the 45
The suits have changed
But the old ties survive
New britannia cool
Who are you trying to fool?
Behind your fashion-tashion I see nothing at all

Care for the commodity
Cuts the nation into three
Rich pickings for the first
Bottom third you never see
While middle england keeps swinging its
Loyalty
No concern for the future
Just with dead royalty

So will the real, the real great britan
Step forward
This is the national identity parade
Shoe gazer nation forever looking
Backwards
Time to reject the sixties charade

Not enough schools
Not enough homes
Just phony care in his millennium dome
More prime cuts than beef on the bone
And theres too many questions youre
Not answering tone

Union jack and union jill
Back up and down the same old hill
Sell the flag to the youths
But who swallows the bill
Murdoch she wrote
Him have his hand in the till

So will the real, the real great britan
Step forward
This is the national identity parade
Shoe gazer nation forever looking
Backwards
Time to reject the sixties charade