Intro:
Yeah blessed
yeah man black people, African people a just one love and one joy, inno?
Blessed
yeah, man its the black man and the black woman kingdom, inno?
Righteousness, check it, hey, oh
So we go
Chorus
A lotta people don't got no good inna dem and mi seeit
di wicked ah go, drop off like ripe leaf
nuff a dem nuh got no love inna dem
how yuh do it?
That mean yuh wouldn't give di ghetto youth food fi eat
Nuff a dem nuh got no love inna dem and mi seeit
di heathen ah go, drop off like ripe leaf
nuff a dem nuh got no love inna dem
how yuh do it?
That mean yuh woulda scorn di ghetto youth, well
Verse 1
Well ah who got di matches?
Who got di gas?
Youths clear di passage cause Jah fiyah mi deh dash
like a makka marijuana, tell dem mi harsh
nuff a dem a hip mi find out nuff a dem a hop
nuff bwoy turn yuh friend just through cash
laugh and a pretend then ah stab yuh inna yuh di back
well mi humble ah wait, meekly ah watch
and through di fiyah weh deh blaze
nuff a dem a kick back
dem run gone go dig dem pit and set up dem trap
a bare wolf ah come under di locks
so King Emmanuel put on mi turban wrap
so dem yah time Babylon yuh muss get lash
like a two mortar yuh muss get splash
dem ah chat bout mi poor through mi clothes full a patch
and through dem a pull a door and got a key to dem lock
well Babylon, Jesi Christ Him Black
(Chorus)
Verse 2
Find out di devil send dem fi mi end dem
well Babylon yuh lose cause I nah pretend
well ah who go bend dem fi mi come straighten dem?
Cyaan follow I nor di lion inna di den
tell mi now ah who go friend dem fi mi go shame dem?
With Selassie creed, Emmanuel anthem
Well then ah who go strengthen dem fi mislead Jah children?
Babylon is never yet my problem, yow
a some scum dem come wi go dump dem
di wicked man, tell mi who do yuh praise?
The alien in dem yah time yah mi seh again they got to blaze
fiyah got to blaze
(Chorus)
Verse 3
I live for joy all my days, whoa
and if anno King Selassie yuh deh praise
well di heathen ah go rage
fiyah mi deh blaze
from mi tell dem seh dem a di real hypocrite
dem cyaan tek mi fiyah dem ah walk and ah spit
to no wicked I nuh subjected nor commit
dem only rob di poor, dem go bow to di rich
mi find out ah hatred nuff a practise
Mister Scrape Head just come fi yuh justice
cause everyday yuh devise some mischief
now look weh yuh deh because thing done sift
(Chorus)
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