[Intro: Interviewer & Bob Marley]
Do you make a lot of money out of your music?
Money? I mean what is, how much-how much is-how much is a lot ah money to you?
That's a good question
Have you made made...say, millions of dollars?
No
Are you a rich man?
When yuh mean rich, what yuh mean?
You have a lot of possessions, a lot of money in the bank?
Possession make you rich?
I doh-I doh have that type ah richness
My richness is life (My richness is life, my richness is life)
Yo d'even ask how yuh fi do it na man
Man ah man give back still yuh zeet
Man solid as a rock
Seh dem a try fi gimmi all back
But man solid as a rock
Mi ah Jah-Jah pickney
Dem cyan stop mi
[Verse 1]
Mi live ah life yah, ready fi real
Mi ah tell yuh, yow Swagga man yuh dead left mi weak
Wi ah live wi life G, shoulda deya fi zeet
And nuff ah dem sell out, dem ready fi leak
And mi girlfriend sell out, she shoulda never fi leave
Bobby deya when mi hungry, ah mi bredda fi real
Yow, mi song, only God, know di pain weh wi feel
Have ah innocent man ah sleep pon cold concrete
Oh God, oh God, doh tell dem fi dweet
An ah ration, stagnant, run mi belly fi weeks
Mi got mi eyes on di prize, mi aguh make it fi real
6ix real out here, and dem better believe
Do you make a lot of money out of your music?
Money? I mean what is, how much-how much is-how much is a lot ah money to you?
That's a good question
Have you made made...say, millions of dollars?
No
Are you a rich man?
When yuh mean rich, what yuh mean?
You have a lot of possessions, a lot of money in the bank?
Possession make you rich?
I doh-I doh have that type ah richness
My richness is life (My richness is life, my richness is life)
Yo d'even ask how yuh fi do it na man
Man ah man give back still yuh zeet
Man solid as a rock
Seh dem a try fi gimmi all back
But man solid as a rock
Mi ah Jah-Jah pickney
Dem cyan stop mi
[Verse 1]
Mi live ah life yah, ready fi real
Mi ah tell yuh, yow Swagga man yuh dead left mi weak
Wi ah live wi life G, shoulda deya fi zeet
And nuff ah dem sell out, dem ready fi leak
And mi girlfriend sell out, she shoulda never fi leave
Bobby deya when mi hungry, ah mi bredda fi real
Yow, mi song, only God, know di pain weh wi feel
Have ah innocent man ah sleep pon cold concrete
Oh God, oh God, doh tell dem fi dweet
An ah ration, stagnant, run mi belly fi weeks
Mi got mi eyes on di prize, mi aguh make it fi real
6ix real out here, and dem better believe
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