Wrath

Yeah Man a di Gad a lyrics with a bag a lyrics alongside who? King of Fire! Kabaka Pyramid a represent Samory Rasta bigger than dem President Jah Bless I with the recipes Deliver messages so skill like Messi is Winta mek di beat and it so stink so till me vex wid it Call the exorcist, so possessive with my penmanship If it nah've no lyrics when me sing mi no see no sense in it Dem keep requesting it People in di street obsessed wid it Telling me seh dem evil energies me redirecting it Ghetto youths dem keep neglecting it To be specific The rich man keep him money private just like di sector is Try nuh mess wid dis Di youth dem have dem extra clip Dem nuh fraid fi knock a politician or dem next of kin Water dem lock off and now di light bill dem so pressuring Ready fi go pop off any door if dem nuh let us in Cause a inna school a church songs a weh dem let us sing Brainwash di yute dem now a trap a weh dem left us in When di prayers dem nuh get no answer now dem prefer sin Now a battyrider shorts di girl dem wah fi dress up in Why yuh think dem order less? Cause di youth dem fatherless Nah've nuh discipline dem more unruly than Popcaan I guess System getting harder yes Issues weh dem nah address More time yuh affi bun a spliff a marijuana yes Dis yah generation Nah tek no talk Nah trust no shadow after dark From yuh dis di nation Fire haffi spark For your policies there is no reward Dis yah generation Nah tek no talk Nah trust no shadow after dark Violate di nation Di Gideon kick off When time di Rastaman a wrath Mek mi tell dem one ting again Babylon crime well me say a white collar All kinds of pills dem have di yutes dem a swallow Then dem say bad company dem guh follow Poverty a mek di people squeal and holla Have dem a chop di line and never tun dem inna scholar Wid da dirty lifestyle ya we nah go a toler Nuff a dem mi seh will sell yuh out fi a dollar All of a sudden everybody life gone super Everyting a tell mi dem a top shoota Violate di culture, violate di roots of Dem nuh know 'bout Marcus, Malcolm X or Luther Ready fi stand on the battlefield and fight Defend the justice and the equal rights Emperor Selassie I a him govern the heights We nuh hear nuh clarity, dem nah shed no light Dis yah generation Nah tek no talk Nah trust no shadow after dark From yuh dis di nation Fire haffi spark For your policies there is no reward Dis yah generation Nah tek no talk Nah trust no shadow after dark Violate di nation Di Gideon kick off When time di Rastaman a wrath All those dreams you sell The tales you tell We know dem too well Empty words you speak are just to keep Us under your spell Still we choose to rise with open eyes Our greatness we recognize So for the truth we'll fight forever Dis yah generation Nah tek no talk Nah trust no shadow after dark From yuh dis di nation Fire haffi spark For your policies there is no reward Dis yah generation Nah tek no talk Nah trust no shadow after dark Violate di nation Di Gideon kick off When time di Rastaman a wrath Emperor Selassie time now