KABAKA PYRAMID ANNUNCIA “THE CONTRABAND” NEI PRIMI MESI DEL 2018

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Annunciato in primavera con l’uscita del singolo “Can’t Breathe”, l’album di debutto di Kabaka Pyramid vedrà alla fine la luce nel 2018.

Presente sulla scena musicale da oltre cinque anni, il musicista jamaicano ha già al suo attivo un ep e due mixtape, oltre che una serie di concerti Europa compresa, che lo hanno eletto come uno dei volti principali dell’attuale scena reggae.

Un appuntamento quello con l’album di debutto al quale Kabaka sta dedicando tanta energia con la consapevolezza di voler regalare ai suoi fans un lavoro che possa resistere al trascorre del tempo e all’oblìo.

“The Contraband”, questo il titolo del disco, è per buona parte già completato, Kabaka Pyramid con la supervisione di Damian Marley, sta lavorando agli ultimi dettagli perché nulla deve essere lasciato al caso.

Ecco perché al momento non esiste una data ufficiale per l’uscita dell’album anche se, assicura l’artista, avverrà nei primi mesi del prossimo anno.

Lyrics

Dem system is a strain and a mess
Me feel it like a pain inna me chest
The people need a rest

I, feel like me cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe
When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read

Many cyaan spell, but a that dem have we under
You cyaan tell the man different from woman yah
The people dem a swell, the food a gi’ we cancer
Look how long we a tell dem ‘bout the benefits a ganja
Dem no like the smell, so we no get no sponsor
Rum and cigarette company dem running rampant
No money nah flow, the ghetto get so stagnant
You haffi strong like Junior Gong flagman

Me say me cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me feel claustrophobic
Up inna system weh no economic growth is

Me say me cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe
When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read

Inna the depths of this mental pollution
Dem waan we tek a dive, living in destitution
But still we a survive, in spite a persecution
We humble as child, becah this revolution
Is of a different kind, we have a different mind
I pree some different sings living inna different time
I can feel the frequencies changing around me
Is like the society a drown me

Me say me cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me feel claustrophobic
Up inna system weh no economic growth is

Me say me cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe
When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read

Aye!
A long time the Rastaman a warn dem
Fi lowe the bloody meat and go tek it to the farm dem
Now a just disease dem a put inna the corn
And the damn soya bean, you must start farm
And the youth dem a the future, yet the police a remand dem
Tell Queen Elizabeth gi’ we wha’ we demand
A repatriation chant, to the motherland
Yes, we gone, then we no waan resort fi go harm dem

Cah we cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me feel claustrophobic
Up inna system weh no economic growth is

Me say me cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe
When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read

Whoa, now, now, now
Schi-bi-li-bang
The Rastaman is chanting now
Aye! The nyabinghi haffi sound
Babylon is burning down, yeah
A King Selassie I a wear the crown
Whoa now, now, now

Feel like me cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me feel claustrophobic
Up inna system weh no economic growth is

Me say me cyaan breathe
Inna this yah suffocation
The people living inna sufferation
Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe
When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read

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