'm going uptown to the pubs I'm sorry, I can't go there, I'm sorry, to the Bronx, to the 835 No, no, no, no, no, I'm sorry, I cannot go Why not, all you
Tulkojums: Black Sheep. Doties uz Krusa.
m sorry. I can't go there. I'm sorry. [Dres:] To the Bronx. To the 835. [Cab Driver:] No, no, no. No, no. I'm sorry. I can not go. [Dres:] Why not. All
Intro: A just this you know Just get up and go I and I have to rise to the fullness His own devine majesty Emperor Haile Salassie So long we a burn them
on the nation In there own self will they kill to make it high I and I, marketin Black people when I saw my rights Open your eyes, yo CHORUS Hail King
