Chords for Queen Omega - Dubplate - Little Lion Sound - Could You Be Loved

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_ _ _ _ This one is called judgment and it's a medley because the fittest shall survive.
[G#] Oh, the [B] fittest shall [C#m] survive.
[B] God has said a lie.
[G#] Yeah, [B] yeah, [F#m] yeah.
The [B] fittest shall survive.
[C#] _ [B] The fittest shall survive.
[C#] _ [B] God has said a lie.
[D] _
Little lion, tell [F#m] them.
You want all the sunshine.
How can you want to you?
Life is a cycle and I know it's true.
Anything you do, coming right back to you.
Many a call, chosen a few.
Make sure say your power with the righteous goo.
Never indulge up in a pork stew.
In the high house stew, that have the right brew.
Healthy foods keep you pure.
Little lion, tell them.
Say a prayer just to keep them in line.
Remember me tell you it's a judgment time.
Open your eyes, stop being blind.
Seek and you search and you surely will find.
So let's see the poor, rotten, those under sunshine.
Work hard for yours, hard work for mine.
Show some love and be kind.
Smoke from your coin.
Little lion, tell them.
We can't run from the judgment.
I couldn't do your works, you'll be placed home.
And you are run from the judgment.
Watch the things where you do and where you say.
Little lion song, I bring the judgment.
Serious time, no time to play.
Can't run, can't run.
_ Tell them.
The fittest, fittest of the fittest shall survive.
But people, people, open up your eyes.
Wake up, no compromise.
Little lion song, I threw them in a disguise.
The fittest of the fittest shall survive.
Little lion, tell them, open up your eyes.
Wake up, no compromise.
Make me throw a song, boy, yes.
When iniquity fills up the earth.
Be on the guard, look out for the worst.
Plagues and disasters, mama, shriek a purge.
Lives will be taken, men will be feared.
Tell them.
Press a brother's heart to rid the birds.
Go on to woman in this time we give birth.
The whole nation living in a curse.
Moving backwards, stuck [Bm] in reverse.
The life is a precious to behold.
Look at the prophecies, slowly unfold.
The earth is, y'all, most beautiful of the world.
Man heart is wicked, ruined and cold.
Little lion, lion, will you battle on them soul?
Many brother and end up in a hole.
Mischief of land have them under control.
It shall not send host and thus [F] brave and bold.
[G] Jerusalem school, this is where I've been rolled.
Suited in armor can never [F#] erode.
Positivity will always be our God.
Little lion, [Bm] up on the X-line.
Fitches come to fitches shall survive.
Little lion, tell them open up them eyes.
Wake up, no compromise.
Or make me fool this young boy in disguise.
The fitches shall survive.
Little lion, tell them open up them eyes.
Wake up, wake up, no compromise.
_ _ _ [F#m] Little lion song,