Intro:
Let he be sanctified
Check how di vibes all a flow
How di ghetto yutes dem a grow
So much love.
Chorus: (x2)
Hard grounds no sound from di suffering
Who collect di pounds to keep dem bound from di uprising
Hard ground cold ground for the suffering
Hey dem bounce wi about trow wi down
Yet we still striving-again.
Verse 1:
Hey-den a who gi di ghetto yutes gun
Fi dem roam all di streets every day and night
Check out which way di nozzle dem tunn
Mi a tell unuh say trigga happy ever want strife
Nuff a bawl cree too late fi go flee
By chance if yuh keep all yuh life
Before di day could dawn nuff a dem gone
Stop all di war and strife
Where are di so called leaders
Who pollute and corrupt all di place
Yo-di nowadays bleeders back-door dealers
Who put di yutes dem to waste
Di devils receivers they always a cheat
Just step pon di tings dem create
Woiiee-strive now mi si say dat babylon a fake
Chorus
Verse 2:
Their feelings manifest what is so real
Hoping not for di innocent but who shall we surely feel
I can see out-pouring wrath its not conceal
Crying for equal rights and justice not fi cornmeal
I know they dont know where they're going
Long before now RASTAFAR I dem see and know everything
Hey-they go confuse with in this modern system
You've received di prize was it rewarding
Chorus
Verse 3:
Home on yuh own alone wid madda and child yet fada missing
Man stand up an play yuh role
Mi afi do my own cant do it fi him
Have yuh eva heard di cries of boys an girl
Everytime when hungry a ring
Tears full momma eye everyone know why
She alone afi do di juggling
Yea-some guys organize an a mek bare noise
And not one ting dem a bring
Momma well qualified education all right
Fi har way not a job can swing
When she touch pon base an look pon di fence
Stress keep on coming
Is a heavy piece a weight when she fi push all di gate
Like di struggling just begin
Chorus Til Fade
