Letra de Time Is Getting Harder
We can once seek Rasta with Peace Corner, corner these are these Harder, harder these are these Ooh! That door ooh! Jah talkEach and every day time is getting harder Some of them holla, some a bawl Each and every day time is getting harder Some of them holla, some a bawlThey can't get no food to eat Can't get no clothes to wear Nowhere to lay their weary head They go to bed with once and they wake up with give me Some of them holla, some a bawlWorking man want this, working man want that Lazy man him want it just the same We got to make effort, to get a one necessities, Lord Some of them holla, some a bawlYou forward to the market To make a small purchase Every item rise up sky high The longer you live the more you got to pay, Lord Some of them holla, some a bawl(.)Can't get no food to eat Can't get no clothes to wear Nowhere to lay their weary head Go to bed with once and they wake up with give me Some of them holla, some a bawlPeople are dying, little babies are crying There care is no sympathy So think about the greedy They leave nothing for the needy Some of them holla, some a bawlWhat about taxation, caught up in creation Some of them holla, some a bawl You call for it then, you'll surely get it Be careful what you are praying forEach and every day time is getting harder, Lord Some of them holla, some a bawl Each and every day time is getting harder Some of them holla, some a bawlDirty clothes they wear Dirty clothes is the system No money in some pocketSome depend on girlfriends Some depend on boyfriends.