Damian Marley – Slave Mill (Stony Hill Album)


Take until they’ve had their fill
Just because we don’t have much
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Hurts to see the old slave mill
To each and all of us the same
While some of us just don’t care
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
While some of us will hold our lanes
Sad to see the old slave mill
And then we tell you that straight up and plain
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
And some of us we write the facts
No matter what the price may cost
Is grinding slow but grinding still
Sad to see the old slave mill
Police free to shoot at will
Sad to see the old slave mill
If we were living as we should
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Some of us won’t respect names
And those of us who think we’re small
Sad to see the old slave mill
Sad to see the old slave mill
Some of us think we’re too big
Cup runneth over till it spill
Sad to see the old slave mill
I can see the old slave mill
Sad to see the old slave mill
Nine to five, we know the drill
And some will think outside the box
Even though we worship God
Cup runneth over till it spill
Then less of us would be in pain
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Still deserve a voice to claim
Walking home, a child gets killed
Take until they’ve had their fill
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
And some will say the cups are full
What you won’t and what you will
Weekends are such a short-lived thrill
But I will still believe in love
What men won’t and what they will
Nine to five you u know the drill
Working for your dollar bill
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
And some of us won’t let go of faith
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Some of us don’t respect loves
And some will say there’s much more weight to pull
Weekends are a short-lived thrill
Sad to see the old slave mill
What you won’t and what you will
Police free to shoot at will
Walking home, ah you gets killed
Weekends are a short lived thrill
Sad to see the old slave mill
Even though it’s just a low paying game

Some of us wan’ practice hate
Walking home, a child gets killed

Just because material gain
Most of us think we’re too good
Working for a dollar bill
Sad to see the old slave mill
There’s riches that the flesh can’t touch
Some of us will boast and brag
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Got a system gives us jobs
And give your thumbs on what we’ve gained
Those who are misunderstood
Take until they’ve had their fill
Cup runneth over till it spill
That’s really not the case at all
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Working for a dollar bill
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Some of us don’t respect life
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
The things that are still meaningful
Is grinding slow, but grinding still
Neighbors free to shoot at will
Nine to five you know the drill