I was told time and time again
But I refused to understand
It took much more to be a man
Than I ever thought ever
I wanted to be everywhere at the same time
Ended up being nowhere ignored the signs
I pray that today my stars align
I'm coming to get mine
One man down, two men down
Three men, four men, five men down
Six men down, seven men down
Eight men, nine men, ten men down
We are the champion sound
There's less to loose than there's to gain
They say you can't remember pain
Whit no credit in your name
It is hard to make a change
The tell-lie-vision tells his story
But my story's mistery
Have to compromise but that's just not me
Must be ten times as good bwoy you best belive
One man down, two men down
Three men, four men, five men down
Six men down, seven men down
Eight men, nine men, ten men down
We are the champion sound
Murder them, murder them
Patrice Babatunde come fi murder them
I only murder dead men
Minus and minus makes plus
See them come alive and arise from the dust
It's worth all the agony the fights ad the fuss
We just want what's rightfully ours
I know what it's like when there's noone to trust
When the piper blows his pipe you must
Follow him follow us
One man down, two men down
Three men, four men, five men down
Six men down, seven men down
Eight men, nine men, ten men down
We are the champion sound
Writer(s): Patrice Bart-williams
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