Thievery Corporation - Letter to the Editor [Official Music Video]

Official music video for “Letter to the Editor“ ft. Racquel Jones. Get the Temple of I &I: After an exploration into bossa nova on the 2014 “Saudade” release, Thievery Corporation returns to the music of Jamaica for it’s 2017 album, The Temple of I & I. The band’s 10th studio album release was recorded at GeeJam Studios in Port Antonio, Jamaicaand features vocal appearances by Mr. Lif, Raquel Jones, Zee, Notch, Lou Lou Ghelichkhani, Shana Halligan, Elin Melgarejo & Puma. // GET THE TEMPLE OF I & I // // FOLLOW THIEVERY CORPORATION // // CREDITS // Directed by Richard Elgood Edited by Andrew Labens // LYRICS // Pocket full a promises Baby empty bellies Poverty and Democracies And political rallies But who the rich a lobby for Using me for votes Pretend a mi yuh sorry for Then win and its a joke I’m sick of trick or treaters in costumes like dem as leaders Charismatic public speakers False prophets and fake healers. Articulate perfect grammar scammer Scamming us for votes Infront of tv camera with an innocent approach. Nuh mo lies and fallacies Bun apologies Try nuh ask please when a squeeze and yuh pan yuh knees Justice or else says the minister Farakhan Suh me stand up a Gordon house Wid my Glock Inna me hand If I take it literally, fuck it geez I’m kinda sorry But smaddy need Fi answer Gimmi Di microphone and Mek mi rep di innocent paying recompense for money spent to feed the governments Yo! Gimmi Di microphone get the people riled up too much fuckery Piled up get di ting dem oiled up Parallel universes in the same Ol’ hemisphere Authorities they don’t care with dem nose up in the air --- Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk Di truth and mek Di youths dem better for it Cause I’m a fighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah (Repeat) --- Mek the stench from ghetto fences permeate dem residences extend up through the trenches up to where the presidents is Karma pan Di ones and twos yes it turn the tables Had enough a you with your parable and fables Jamaican bad gal queen and revolutionary Neva quick Fi start a war but shoot whenever necessary Product of the inner city Where me come from it nuh pretty Survive the nitty gritty Ain’t nobody taking pity Survival kinda sticky In New York Cali and philly A di same ting a gwaan in a Kingston --- CHORUS x2 --- These are the da days of the last days, pan the last page of Di book of the dark age We a path ways wid oppressors Seek Predecessors Wake up ancestors Den we team up together We will meet we will meet pan Di battle Di battle ground Trade mi microphone For a shottie and some copper stones Just be ready When Di gavel sound Bun a folly ground fus Jah surround us So We never nervous Was a mental war now this shit turn physical From long time scar we a reap the residual From slavery to now, now the ting get critical Dem CyAh kill we soul cause dem sight sey we spiritual So They be like, hey, prod the bull under Sykes as subliminal, get them mad Then chastise dem as criminal Give wi drugs under guise sey it clinical CHORUS x2