(intro)
Jamaica
you are my likkle Africa
woyy yeah heyyy
(verse 1)
likkle Africa I'm a third class citizen
puppa ridin inna babylon across di Schengen
babylon by bus and by my side there's no friend
we a go right through till di end well
mi affi work hard and move right round di clock
mi affi push down di rat but mi nah see no jack
likkle Africa too small it nuh deh pon di maps so
that's why dem nah tek no chat well
fifty cent inna the pocket cyan buy dem no meal
inna this ya rat race there is no poor man deal
fi dem head? badda there's not poor man pill
just understand how mi feel
so we affi witness a new rising sun
come to us yeaah
is the prophecy of Marcus Garvey
teaching us wey ey
it's the lion of Judah once again
walking pon this land wooh yey yey
I say oh
oh oh oohh
God is a living man
(chorus)
only Jah can set my Africa free
my likkle Africa free
my likkle Africa free
only Jah can set my Africa free
my likkle Africa free
my likkle Africa free
(verse 2)
likkle Africa rise and peace and?
we gonna fulfill our destiny a walk away free
my people pace my? come from my silence slavery
we earn the right to live but lock to live in poverty
likkle Africa di story is neva been told
someone tell mi seh di truth is be lookin dem soul
for a case a long gun and a five pound of gold
? mek mi cries look too pretty and bold
so as long as di gun dem
we'll restore di orda-a-a
as long as a man will die
just to trying cross di borda-a-a
as long as those tears
will sick out mi fadda-faddaaaa
as long as we will not find no peace
likkle Africa shall cryyyyyyyyy
(chorus)
only Jah can set my Africa free
my likkle Africa free
my likkle Africa free
only Jah can set my Africa free
my likkle Africa free
my likkle Africa free
there will be a brand new day
oh my likkle Africa
my likkle Africa
woy yey yey yey
(chorus x6)
only Jah can set my Africa free
my likkle Africa free
my likkle Africa free