Yah man. (hook) Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!
In this world of calamity, Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy, And police weh abuse dem authority, Media clowns when nuh know bout variety Boom!
De youngest veteran a go murder dem slow Ragga muffin sent to call me from da bush bungalow Watch mek me clear out mi voice now Figarow Emerg from the darkness wit mi big blunt a glow Mi hammer dem a slam n a spectator get low Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigalow Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo cause
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I got to keep on walkin on the road to Zion, man We gots to keeps it burnin on the road to Zion, man
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don let dem take you like who dem took out Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there! (x2)
Say, we got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion, man (Yeah, been waitin to do this track with you man, yeah, ha ha, yeah yeah) You know (They know) you got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion, man (You gotta keep walkin y'all, yeah, yeah, you gotta keep...)
Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless I'm havin daymares in daytime wide awake try to relate This can't be happenin like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin Cause what I'm seein is hauntin, human beings like ghost and zombies President Mugabi holdin guns to innocent bodies In Zimbabwe, they make John Pope seem godly, sacrilegious and blasphemous In my lifetime I look back in paths I walked, where savages fought and passengers taught Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots And badges screamin at young black children stop or I will shoot I look back at cooked crack plus cars that pass by Jaguars mad fly, and I'm guilty for materialism Blacks is still up in the prison trust that So save me your sorries I'm raisin a Army Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley Wi sparkin the ions Marchin to zion You know how Nas be Nyc state of mind I'm in
In this world of calamity, Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy, And police weh abuse dem authority, Media clowns when nuh know bout variety Single parents weh need some charity Yutes weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan with any means and strategy, say,
I got to keep on walkin on the road to Zion, man We gots to keeps it burnin on the road to Zion, man
De youngest veteran a go murder dem slow Ragga muffin sent to call me from da bush Bungalow Watch mek me clear out mi voice now Figarow Emerg from the darkness wit mi big blunt a glow Mi hammer dem a slam n a spectator get low Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigalow Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo cause
I got to keep on walkin on the road to Zion, man We gots to keeps it burnin on the road to Zion, man
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don let dem take you like who dem took out Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there! (x2)
In this world of calamity, Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy, And police weh abuse dem authority, Media clowns when nuh know bout variety Single parents weh need some charity Yutes weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan with any means and strategy, Instead of broken dreams and tragedy, You say need some love and prosperity, not broken dreams and tragedy By any plan with any means and strategy,
I got to keep on walkin on the road to Zion, man Road to Zion, man Road to Zion, man.