Banking In the Pig - Midnite

[sisMenenI]

Banking in the Pig

Posted By: Ital Stew
Date: Tuesday, 14 October 2003, at 12:00 a.m.

Check this Midnite lyric from the album RAS MEK PEACE:

Banking in the pig
Banking in the filthiest thing
And then they call I man the sons of Ham
And call man color pigmentation
Man thief money and he’s a swindler
Why them love the swine
Couldn’t be no simpler
Piggy bank is a psychological thing
Implication is only the filthy rich win

Them banking in the pig
Them banking in the pig

See how them teaching the youth to play
Cookie monster making a mess everyday
Bugs Bunny is a transvestite I say
Yosemite Sam pull his gun, when he can’t get his way

Banking in the pig
Banking in the filthiest thing
And then they call I man the sons of Ham
And call man color pigmentation
Man thief money and he’s a swindler
Why them love the swine
Couldn’t be no simpler
Piggy bank is a psychological thing
Implication is only the filthy win

Oscar the Grouch living in a trash can
Nintendo teach them how to decapitate man
Oh generation of vipers is their creation
Them filthy up and falsify the Holy Land

Banking in the
Banking in the pig
And then them banking in the filthiest thing
And then they call I man the sons of Ham
And call man color pigmentation
Man thief money and he’s a swindler
Why them love the swine
Couldn’t be no simpler
Piggy bank is a psychological thing
Implication only is the filthy rich win

Who compile and edit the King James Version
Illuminati and the Rosicrucian Francis Bacon
Protocols of the learned elders of imposter Zion
Them feel the circle of the snake is near completion

Banking in the
Banking in the pig
Banking in the filthiest thing
And then they call I man the sons of Ham
And call man color pigmentation
Piggy bank is a psychological thing
Implication is only the filthy rich win

Banking in the pig
Banking in the pig

Why would they need to break
What is already weak for foreign doctrine
This is why you killed Socrates
Today you claim African cosmology is Greek
Tribe of Meru still Kenya
Hebrew alphabet is called Meruba

Banking in the pig
Banking in the filthiest thing
And then they call I man the sons of Ham
And call man color pigmentation
Man thief money and he’s a swindler
Why them love the swine
Couldn’t be no simpler
Piggy bank is a psychological thing
Implication is only the filthy win

Lion devour but the lamb decipher oh Jah
This is the duality of the Rasta Man nature oh Jah
Lions devour but the Lambs decipher o jah yeah
This is the duality of the Rasta Man
nature oh yeah

We no banking in no pig
See how them banking in the filthiest thing
And then they call I man the sons of Ham
And call man color pigmentation
Man thief money and he’s a swindler
Why them love the swine
Couldn’t be no simpler
Piggy bank is a psychological thing
Implication is only the filthy rich win

[sisMenenI]

BEGIN THE DAY

If you no know Jah know
If you no see Jah see
Right now it’s just a little better
Than what it could be whoa
Oh yeah ayay yeah yeah
Begin your day by chasing
All evil thoughts away yeah
Begin your day by leaving
Bad decisions in yesterday

Everything going wrong
The world is running on pure negatives yeah
Fly your flag right in a world of wrong
The violence needs a peaceful sedative yeah
Oppressor trapped by his own law
Lights and cameras showing
And I and I seeing it
Well no erupting thing can blow up
Any bigger than how you begin it
Yeah I whoa yeah yeah

How can I and I be guardians of future
Can’t deal with matters right now
Amos witness feasts turned into mourning
And all I songs into lamentation
Sackcloth upon all our loins
Baldness upon all head
Mourning of a son is the bitter end
With the royal Ithiopians them oh yeah

See wha and hear who
Well now look how long me a beg
Unu move from ya so
And you still narn come mek haste
Come get up mek we lef ya so
Jan banish the son
Come pick up the conch shell
Lick off the sound come mek I chant them down
Light the flambo
Go a bush ana lie city life
Destroy man lungs
When satan create all the city

All him get all the name satan
Destroyer of woman ya
And the ego of man
In a the house of folly ya
Whey them build pan the sand

Them a folly when them a run
I just rally them a folly
Hail Jah know so far as I man a see ya
Them so far away

Them a solo so low I man can’t hear
Wha dem a play
Who know wha fe do kno fe see
Get off and move off while them a stand up
A gaze a watch and play oh yeah
Whoa hey whoa

Hear wha I man a saying
They shall look for a sign
And there will be no sign
They will try to read the time
And there will be no sign
They shall look for a sign
There will be no sign
They will try to read the times
And our eyes whoa yeah
Whoa o whoa o

Blood pumping come reggae izing
Lift up you izes
Your heart is beating
Your muma home sleeping
You family eathing
Lift up your heart, lift up your heart
In gratitude yeah whoa yeah yeah
Feasts turned into mourning
Sackcloth upon our loins
Baldness upon all head
Mourning for a son is a bitter end
For the royal Ithiopian them
Yeah yeah