Three Shoes Posse

Three Shoes Posse

 Austin, Texas, USA
BandHip HopReggae

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 educational lyrics about truth, justice, gospel, and activism.

Biography

Three Shoes Posse’s leading track Terrorich was #1 on the Reggae charts and #1 on the World charts of www.Soundclick.com the week of Feb 4-10, 2007. Terrorich was also the #3 song out of all the genres on Soundclick on Feb 9 2007.

"The A-Team of Activist Music", Three Shoes Posse was formed early in 2005 as a songwriting partnership and harmony trio (reggae, dance hall, hip hop, soca, dub) between Patterson "B.A. Baracas" Martin - aka "Raggadon" (from the Caribbean island of Nevis), Jerry "Face" Stevens, and Deborah "Murdock" Stevens (from Austin, TX).

Jerry Stevens is founder, lead singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and producer of five successful Root 1 albums after years of performing with other internationally known bands Pressure and the Killer Bees. Jerry is also the winner of two Kerrville Folk Festival Songwriting contests. Deborah and Patterson are also both multi-instrumentalists and lead vocalists and have participated in the live and studio projects of Root 1 and One Destiny. All members of the Three Shoes Posse contribute to all aspects of the songwriting and production - lyrics, music and rhythm tracks, arrangement, and dub.

We were named Justice Through Music's "Artist of the Month" for November 2006 (myspace.com/justicethroughmusicprogram).
Our mission is to stand up for the Constitution and The Bill of Rights and to educate folks through our music about the gospel, 911 Truth, voting machine fraud and VoteRescue.org, the scam of the Federal Reserve and an alternative known as the Liberty Dollar (LibertyDollar.org). We hope to do our part to support our troops by helping to bring them home now (BringThemHomeNow.org). By educating folks about the real reasons we went to war, we can help stop it. We also support the brave first responders to the 911 tragedy who are now suffering severe health problems and terminal illnesses due to the lies of the EPA (unknownnews.net/epa911.html). We hope to avenge these brave heroes by exposing the truth of what really happened on 911. Check our website for some crucial links and to hear more of our songs.

You can hear some of our singles on Radio Free Austin, 100.1 FM, which carries the RBN and GCN networks, and DJRJ's "Reggae Evolution" show on 88.7 KAZI in Austin. Our cd is available at Brave New Books and Waterloo Records in Austin, and also online on our website (ThreeShoesPosse.com) and our myspace page (myspace.com/TheThreeShoesPosse).

Some of musical influences are Bob Marley, Peter Tosh, Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Aswad, Inner Circle, Jacob Miller, Yellowman, Sly & Robbie, Gregory Isaacs, Garnet Silk, Luciano, Steel Pulse, UB40, Roots Radics, King Tubby, Scientist, Mad Professor, Michael Prophet, Johnny Osbourne, Barrington Levy, Wailing Souls, Augustus Pablo, Finley Quay, Dennis Brown, Cocoa Tea, King Short Shirt, Sublime, No Doubt, Public Enemy, KRS1, NWA, 2 Pack, and Biggie Smalls.

Lyrics

Terrorich

Written By: Martin, Stevens, Stevens

Yeah, dem have dem plan with dem money in dem hand
So they want to control the humans
Who me a talk about?
You know the terrorich man
Hear me son

Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a smoke the Cuban cigar?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a drive him big fancy car?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich

Terrorich man want to rule the world with their money
and say they call themselves “elite families” around we
want we fe work, dem want to slave we
want fe tell we what to do with we body
want we fe believe everything dem tell we
if we now do that me say dem treat we badly,
lock we up and call we terrorists around here
people open up your ears and hear

Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a smoke the Cuban cigar?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a drive him big fancy car?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich

Inna God we trust, not money, Iya
So don’t let dem come and buy life from you, sir
No money could a blow breath inna your brother
No money could a buy life from around ya
Say God make life, dem want to pay (for) it with dollar
And don’t give a damn about life around ya
Don’t let the terrorich man, fool you Iya
And come with dem big, me say big big dollar

Terrorich use the money, control the world,
Control poor people because dem need to eat
Terrorich man blow you up with the bomb quickly,
A lickle after that, drop off food for the family
And blanket to cover, me say, for dem body
And now the bomb dem drop, people can’t find dem family
Well the terrorich man, me say him well smart you see
Come with him food and he fill dem belly
Just because he want to lead dem down the street you see
A lickle after that he kill dem like a turkey

Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a smoke the Cuban cigar?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a drive him big fancy car?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich

Terrorich man run things every year
A dem have the money, control for the air
Control the land, and control for the sea
Because the terrorich man have nuff, nuff money
Dem supply the war around we
Want poor people fe fight daily
And when you get killed, dem want to give you money
But money couldn’t buy life from around we
No money couldn’t pay for your son baby
No money couldn’t pay for your daughter,
when dead you see
No let the terrorich man use the money fool we
And dem have we fightin’ against each other daily
And sit down and a laugh, and all a watch we
And then dem run away me say with our money
And some people don’t know about Haliburton company
Say, what a wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked company
And them a build everything out of Iraq city
And who a own the company, you know Dick Cheney

Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a smoke the Cuban cigar?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a drive him big fancy car?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich

Terrorich man say what is good for the economy
But when you check it out he nah go fight in army
He neither nah go join me say for the navy
Neither he sons, or none he family
He well protect dem, move dem far from war you see
But him, him a send for the poor man pickney
Promise dem with a lie and sweet story
Talk ‘bout him a pay for dem college degree

Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a smoke the Cuban cigar?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a drive him big fancy car?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich

They have embargo me say ‘pon Cuba
Say no merchandise could a sell in America
But yet in dem office in dem humidor, sir
The whole a dem have Cuban cigar, rasta
And sit down ‘round dem desk like they have the answer
But when me check it out, dem getting rich and richer
Dem don’t give a damn about the poor man, Iya
If you want education, go fight in the war

Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a smoke the Cuban cigar?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a drive him big fancy car?
Terrorich, terrorich
Who a make the money from the war?
Terrorich, terrorich

My Father's House

Written By: Jerry Stevens, Deborah Stevens, Patterson Martin

My Father’s House c 2007 Jerry Stevens, Deborah Stevens, Patterson Martin

I will occupy my Father’s house until He returns
He has left me with his strength and wisdom to aid with my concerns
I will occupy my Father’s house until I can see His face
I will guard all of these walls and fences until He comes to take his place

Like a thief inna de night I saw de Fada entah
Chase all de parasite from around eyah
Thief, liah, even murderah, chase dem out de house because dem cannot entah
Pure in heart and clean songs only, only dem could entah in god house you see
Save ya soul surrender quickly, thas why we livin in de fada house you see

I will occupy my Father’s house and won’t allow the wicked
To come and keep me sleeping, steal the truth, and my soul along with it
There are those in this world who would harm us but they will not prevail
‘cause when I occupy my Father’s house it puts more wind into His sails

brother let we do it anna do it properly, mi fada don wan no murderah roun we
Thou shalt not kill man He don tell we, occupy de house anna we do it properly
Only pure heart and song enter e, just like a thief inna de night Him entah
No wicked man killah man coulda roun eyah, coulda nevah see de face of de fada

I will occupy my Father’s house until it becomes clear
That He has come to take control that’s why He put me here
All investment will be in good faith and in good time
I will protect His remnant and I will not let it fall to petty crime

When you reach deh man you must be propah, man you mussa talk, talk propah
Have a love peaceful heart, Rasta, so you a go see de face of de fada
No wicked man me say coulda entah, couldn’t jump thru de back door an entah
Couldn’t even climb thru de windah, Have to come thru de front door said de fada

I will occupy my Father’s house until He comes to take His throne
And the time will be all of His choosing it will not be of my own

I will occupy my Father’s house until He returns
And if they take my speech I will make sure that my song and my prayer will still burn

Luke 19:13

Today

Written By: Jerry Stevens, Guno Ronde, and Deborah Stevens


Today
Jerry Stevens, Guno Ronde, and Deborah Stevens

Uncertain times the world’s got a troubled mind
Can’t go around thinkin’ everything is fine
Without payin more attention to the real bottom line

Cho:
May not be here tomorrow, so I’ll love you today
Come what may joy or sorrow, I love you this way

Uncertain times the world’s got a worried mind
And I’m takin it as a sign I should be lovin you
Right now more and more
We gotta make this last
Can’t be livin in the past
Or the future
After all, What is life for but for this moment
This moment
This moment Yeah
cho:

Today

Written By: Jerry Stevens, Guno Ronde, and Deborah Stevens

Cho:
May not be here tomorrow, so I’ll love you today
Come what may joy or sorrow, I love you this way

Uncertain times the world’s got a troubled mind
Can’t go around thinkin’ everything is fine
Without payin more attention to the real bottom line

Cho:
May not be here tomorrow, so I’ll love you today
Come what may joy or sorrow, I love you this way

Uncertain times the world’s got a worried mind
And I’m takin it as a sign I should be lovin you
Right now more and more
We gotta make this last
Can’t be livin in the past
Or the future
After all, What is life for but for this moment
This moment
This moment Yeah

Soca Inna Fiesta

Written By: Patterson Martin, Jerry Stevens, Deborah Stevens

I was in Mexico doin a nice show when me telephono ring ring ring yo
who it was a Mikey me friend from San Antone
him call me him say Ragga him want me come quickly so I tell Mikey man you take it easy, man you know you see me
so I went to see my friend Mikey at he hacienda where me and Mikey talk to his fadda, Kim Wong come ovah tell me Ragga, Ragga, dem need de Soca
cho:
Dem need de Soca inna Fiesta
Soca inna Fiesta
Soca inna Fiesta
put up yu hand dem kick out ya foot now
run like a taleban hide like al quaeda man
like yu name Saddam runnin from the Americans
cho:
Debbie wan tequila, Jerry wan cervesa, I want a blue margarita
cho:
no time for siesta, people com to Baile
kick out yu foot now wind up, wind up, wail up wail up, jump up jump up
cho:
Tim Duncan is from the Virgin Islands
him love de Soca bring de silver dancers bring de whole Spurs bring dem ovah so dem could
Jump up jump up, wind up wind up
so dey could kick up kick up, run up run up
cho:

Tell Me If You Feel the Same Way

Written By: Jerry Stevens, Deborah Stevens, Dwayne Jackson, Guno Ronde

I feel so happy just being around you
I get the sweetest feeling when I speak your name
feels so good to think that I've found you
and I'm prayin you feel the same

cho: Tell me if you feel the same way too

taking a walk downtown by the river
I brushed your shoulder and you took my hand
touched my fingertips I felt a shiver
and that's how this whole sweet affair began

I Need it Again

Written By: Jerry Stevens

I Know I'd do anything for you
I know you'd do the same for me
I want you to know I love to get along with you
I've been trying so hard for so long to go alone, now I see
together we could be so much more and you know that's true
sometimes you've shown me
we're just like diamonds in the rough
I'd like to thank you baby, for your love

cho: cause I needed it
I needed it my friend
and if you hear another lover callin
don't you go darlin I need it again

I don't think you have to worry about bein misunderstood
thare's somethin about your good

Discography

"10 Second Freefall" (June 2006, single)
Three Shoes Posse (Dec 2006, 12 tracks)

"10 Second Freefall" and "Terrorich" are streamed on 911Podcasts.com. "10 Second Freefall" is played on numerous alternative radio stations around the US like Dr. Future's "Future Quake" show on Radio Free Nashville 98.9 FM WRFN and Al Alooya's show on radio.indymedia.org.

"Three Shoes To Wear" is played on 99.2 Radio Mega in Valence, France, on Prince Thierry's Reggae Show.

Tracks with regular radio airplay on 100.1FM Radio Free Austin and 88.7 KAZI in Austin, Tx:
10 Second Freefall
Terrorich
Vote Rescue
Thief We Money
Gun No Kill
Red Money
Stronghold
Soca Inna Fiesta
Three Shoes To Wear

Set List

Three Sets of all original songs, each set approximately 50 min - 1 hour.

Travelin Man
Stranded
Fool We Already
Father God
Sparks
Thief We Money
Over
Oh Jah
Freedom Come With Fire
Dating Game
High Society Party (Bohemian Grove)

Raggamuffin
Kick Dem - Whoop Whap
Road Rage
Three Shoes Blues
Gun No Kill
Vote Rescue
Smile
Job
Living Man
Vote Out
Shanana
Drunkee

10 Second Freefall
Drink 'Pon Dat
Paths
Revelation Times
Terrorich
Must Speak Freely
Neighbor
Troddin' Thru Creation
Education
Illuminati
Red Money
Hand inna de Air
Prayer For de World
Three Shoes to Wear