If it wasn't for . . . 



Tell me how come 

Here in Jamaica so may people still a fight Rasta 

Tell me how come 

Down a East Fest dem neva charge Beenie Man but dem charge Sizzla 

Tell me how come 

People a suffer out a street 

Nuff nuff people love da Prime Minister 

Tell me how come those in power don't seem to care 



(Chorus:) 



It's cuz life is so unfair 

In this sweet paradise and 

This is what we swear 

Out of Many One People 

Can u say u see that anywhere 

Everyone treated equal; and 

This is why, so many die, leaving so many to cry 



(Verse 2:)



Tell me how come, They're so much guns in the street 

And none a dem gun deh neva mek yah 

Tell me how come, AIDS is spreading wide taking over this sweet paradise of Jamaica 

Tell me how come, The ton of values going down, and everything's going up around town 

Tell me how come Bogle had to get gun down 



(Verse 3:)



Tell me how come, The youth dem Downtown can't receive the education like the youth dem uptown 

Tell me how come, Jah Cure deh a jail and the prosecutor know he's innocent and shouldn't be there 

Tell me how come, So much hungry belly in the Street 

And Babylon a gwan like seh dem nuh see it 

Tell me how come people see it an nah speak