(feat. Blessed, Lindo P & Spidahman)



[DAN-E-O]

Where does your conscience dwell since the world's gone to hell?

Can't imagine how the people who were held hostage felt

Time for those songs you tell to be left on the shelf

Play like a website bwoy: just calm yourself

The twin towers was crumblin', got me steady wonderin'

What more will it take for you to stop menial rumblin'?

How you gonna answer when the voice of God is thunderin'?

"What did you do with what I gave you to stop the sufferin'?"

I mean, what's gettin' high? You could be the next to die

What's ice when terrorism got the world petrified?

What's having the nicest ride when your nation's throwin' bombs?

And what's your song when it's part of what's goin' wrong?

You see what I'm saying is reality is stashed

In the back to allow for the breeding ground for trash

You claim you smokin' niggaz but you nuttin' but the ash

I hope you're counting includes blessings with your cash!



[CHORUS]

Give Jah praise, give Jah praises!

Give Jah praise cuz true love is amazing!



[BLESSED]

Love to see the pretty girl dem a jiggle yo

Especially when dem a wine and ah wiggle

Two a dem a mob Bless, me itch up in a di middle yo

Crack a joke and di two a dem a giggle

Dem nah go blow no man like flute nor fiddle yo

Mouth fresh and it nah stink like pickle

Dem a say me big and me nah likkle like a nickel yo

Ah say mi good me nah make dem run a trickle



[LINDO P]

Make di fire blaze, blaze

You know say rasta youth, say we no 'fraid, 'fraid

Go make this fire, make this fire blaze, blaze

You know say rasta youth, say we no 'fraid, 'fraid

Hey yo, everywhere mi go, mi hear man talk 'bout dem a shotta

Woman wear no clothes, cha, something nah proper

Tell me what's the matter, nastiness ah wha dem catch ya

Dem ah go feel di rapture put themself in ah disaster

Righteousness is what I'm after, check out the master blaster

Hair it never braid up and you know that I'm a rasta

Nah go nyam di pork, and mi bun out all imposter

We could move slow but righteous youth ah move faster



[CHORUS x2]



[SPIDAHMAN]

In the party, kid died in the club

Next week, everybody still throwin' they hands up

Soundbwoy pack the sound up move the dance to the morgue

Let's see which rudebwoy play the wall like he core

"Blood pon yuh shoulder!" sleeve lookin' wet

Y'all only say it's live when a nigga praising death

Youth man, tell your two friends, "cool bred'"

Simmer and keep a cool head, we came to party, not to see a fool dead

Who said it's easy? Make a nest egg out a goose egg

Even in the spotlight, niggaz act like new bread

Got a choose, step wise, dude take time, when you do get shine

You never gon' get bligh, messin' with them reptiles

Yes child, this be the lyrical negro spiritual

Off the chain like the slave that got away, here we go



[CHORUS x2]