Quicksand
Chorus
We're going down, down, down in quicksand
Our country's law is left in slippery hands
So many educated yet no solution
We're going down, down, down in quicksand
Number one! Purge all police station and
Some headquarters for corruption
Two! Some politicians don't have a clue
One bag of promise, comfort for a fool
Three! Mama can't pay school fee
Blood out of stone, education nuh free
Four! Ghetto youth with him gun hardcore
Plan fe mash a works but prison at him door

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Number Five! Prisons rehabilitation
Inmates fe go out and change the nation
Six! Government and politics
People a bawl sey the road want fix
Seven! Courthouse flex like the devil
Pure injustice and the law it no level
Eight! Blood shed climb, high rate
A long time ghetto youth a try hold the faith
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Number Nine! Rich man alone want climb
Inner cities need the resources to shine
Ten! What about the homeless them?
The place them sleep it worse than hog pen
Eleven! Me know sey the world it no level
Tables must turn and the scores soon settle
Twelve! Babylon must get melt
Good over evil, righteous dwell
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