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No Blood on My Money (Roots Reggae) 1 by Muleyichushafye

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No Blood on My Money (Roots Reggae) 1 by Muleyichushafye - Roots Reggae,Tenor/Baritone Vocals music cover art

No Blood on My Money (Roots Reggae) 1

Roots Reggae,Tenor/Baritone Vocals

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Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
No, it ain't bought with tears ,nor with the sweat of the poor
My bread is earned by righteous hands, knockin' on Jah's Door
Ndafukama ukumulomba Jah Jah, alampela iine Jah
This blessing from di earth, clean, pure and free
No crimson stain upon my gold, for all the world to see That Te chuuma cha mulopa
I rise before sunrise, callused palms and steady feet
Market dust on my sandals, honest work beneath the heat
From mama's lullaby to the songs of the street
I guard these blessings with truth, Jah keep my heart neat
(Chorus — A)
No blood on my money
No stain upon my name
I rise with honest hands
Jah keep my path the same
(Verse 2)
Under the Zambian sky I plant my faith like seed
Rows of hope at dawn — the fields repay the need
Handshake at market stalls, we trade with eyes that read
A life built on sweat and song, not secrets or misdeed
I bow to Jah for guidance when the storms come to pass
The city lights and copper hills reflect the work and class
(Chorus — B)
No blood on my money
No stain upon my name
I stand with pure intent
My honor won't be changed
(Bridge)
At dawn I met an elder, palm pressed firm in mine —
a farmer's grin, a contract sealed by sun and time
We shared bread by the roadside, truth spoken line by line
(Verse 3)
Stories of my village echo when the drums drop slow
A child laughs by the river where the cool waters flow
I keep my feet on the straight road even when winds blow
This life was earned, not stolen — let the whole world know
(Chorus — C)
No blood on my money
No stain upon my name
I lift my voice to Jah
And call my blessings plain
(Outro)
No, it ain't bought with tears ,nor with the sweat of the poor
My bread is earned by righteous hands, knockin' on Jah's Door
Ndafukama ukumulomba Jah Jah, alampela iine Jah
This blessing from di earth, clean, pure and free
No crimson stain upon my gold, for all the world to see That Te chuuma cha mulopa