Three Shoes Posse: A mix of old-school Reggae with Hip Hop and Dance Hall beats and finished off with some sweet dub, soulful three-part harmonies, and educatio
November 2006 Artist of the Month, The , has just released their debut self titled CD at a cd release party at in Austin, TX on 12/22/06. The Crowd was calling all night for songs they already knew from which has six of the new songs on regular rotation. Many thanks to 's for giving the band an outstanding radio interview on the previous Tuesday evening, 12/19/06.
Three Shoes Posse's new CD features untouchable Dub Reggae Hip-Hop, Soca, and a fresh debut of the unmatchable lyrical talent and comedy from Patterson "Raggadon" Martin (from the Sovereign Caribbean island of Nevis). Add in songwriting gems with stellar guitar and keys from Jerry Stevens. Miss Deborah gives us sweet vocals, sharp riddem guitar and lyrics, and ruthless, vicious Dub.
Three Shoes Posse boots out a sizzling heap of wake up lyrics, one love song, some gospel, and a fine hard slice of soca that's causing a big stir in San Antonio right now, "Soca in the Fiesta." The Justice Through Music Project chose Three Shoes Posse's leading track, "Terrorich" to be featured on the JTMP Myspace page when Three Shoes Posse was named their Artist of the Month.
Three Shoes Posse's explosive hit single "10 Second Freefall" is sending out shock waves all around the country and the globe, waking up folks to the truth and making reggae fans out of people who had never listened much to the reggae genre of music. One fan reported, "I never thought that much about the freefall collapse of the WTC, but after hearing your song, I went and researched it all for myself. Everything you said was true. You guys changed my life." Another fan wrote, "I never listened to much reggae before, but you guys rock!"
Lyrics
Yeah, dem a thief we nonstop
Like we blind like a rat-bat inna the day, dat man
Me say dem a thief we,
Right ‘pon the spot
Thief we money, thief we money, thief we money, Jack
Who me a’ talk ‘bout? Federal Reserve a’ do that
Three hundred men, a’ dem own, own that
And dem a’ scheme the money, dem a’ thief it off the top
Dem a’ thief we money jack and them a’ thief it nonstop
They say they chase the Redcoat, but the Redcoat never stop
Dem leave with the money me say inna him hat
Strait to England me say the Redcoat put that
And in America, hand, man, dem still got the pot
A put dem hand inna the pot and still a eat out a’ that
Dem a thief we money, Jack, and dem a’ thief it nonstop
So please don’t be blind, me say like no rat-bat
The Federal Reserve me say print the money
And still a’ get interest when they print it daily
But sun a’ burn the fowl back and dem no work fe none
Dem a’ make dem money me say and print it when it done
And still a’ scheme off the top, dem get dem cut that
Three hundred men a’ get rich upon the spot
And when you check it out, England got hand inna the pot
You know, get rid of the Redcoat, but the Redcoat never stop
Dem a’ thief we money, thief we money, thief we money Jack
So open up your eyes and me say you will see that
I said a lot of people me say try to stop that
The one, Kennedy, him get shot ‘pon the spot
Dem a’ thief we money, thief we money, thief we money Jack
Dem a’ thief we money, thief we money, thief it nonstop
Dem a’ thief we money, thief we money, thief we money Jack
The Federal Reserve three hundred men own that
Dem a’ thief we money, thief we money, thief we money Jack
The Federal Reserve three hundred men own that
Say print the money and get the money off the top
And dem still make interest a’ me say when dem print that
And who a’ pay the tax, you know the poor man do that
And sun, and sun, me say Lord a’ sun burn fowl back
And dem nah work fe that and dem a’ get rich ‘pon top
And poor man just a’ get him back a’ burn by sun back
And now dem a’ go away with the money, gone that
And yes me say the government, none of dem can’t stop
None of dem can’t stop or else dem will get shot
And so you get fe know, dem a’ treat we like bat
Say inna the day like we can’t see that
You pay your tax and dem still a’ tax ‘pon that
They want you donate a dollar to the president on that
What kind a thing, dem a’ thief we nonstop
Thief we money, thief we money, thief we money, Jack
Who me a’ talk about, the federal government do that
The Federal Reserve three hundred men own that
And them a’ get rich ‘pon the spot, Lord like that
And now Redcoat, you know, chase the man back
Strait a’ England him gone with the money in him hat
England still have dem hand inna the pot
And eating out of it and dem a’ eat it nonstop
And we the poor people, man, we a’ work for that
And work and pay we tax and dem still a’ tax that
‘Pon top the return, want to tax offa’ that
Want you donate a dollar, me say to the president that!
Income tax, man it incorrect to we
There is no law say we shall pay it
Say they print the money and dem lend it to we,
And then we have to pay it back with interest, you see
I wonder if it’s 10, 5 percent, we a’ do it?
To dem no business because dem getting their money
Say they want to bring inflation ‘pon we
Raise everything so we can’t afford it
Private bankers put the money in their pocket
Man, you know, Lord, me say this is a racket!
Look how they have the world over sufferin’
The US currency me say dem don’t give a damn’ bout it
The Chinese man use dem yon and control it
Control the borders and all the interests
Dem a’ thief we money, thief we money, thief we money Jack
Who me a’ talk about, the Federal Reserve a’ do that
Thief we money, thief we money, thief we money Jack
Who me a’ talk about, Federal Reserve do that
Three Shoes Posse come tell everybody
Open up your eyes and me say you will see
