The lips of the righteous teaches many
But fools die for want of wisdom
The rich man's wealth is in the city
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Vexation of the soul is vanity
Destruction of the poor is their poverty
The poor man's wealth is in a holy, holy place
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Why do you fight eachother
Why do you kill your brother
Then your reward will be the cemetery
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Then your reward will be the cemetery
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We got to build a better nation
Clean up, clean up Jah creation
Or there will be no future for you, you and me
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