[Intro:]

Crisis 

This is a worldwide escapade 

Have every massive fraid 

Buju Banton did tell yuh already 



[Chorus:]

Every nation bow to the immigration law 

Immigrant shuffle what a suppen 

No more ease up due to a certain clause 

Welfare get reform, no more green card 

A nuff man nuh realise a time fi come a dem yaad 



[Repeat]



[Verse 1:]

Run off to the land of opportunity opportunity 

Indeed noone gives away good morning 

The capital of greed 

Still yuh survive inna Sam 

Thru the constant pressure, victimization 

Phonso say him did done have a plan 

Tell Sonia send hoe him bag and pan 

Them hol' on pon Paul, Carl and Devon 

Some man who run the place thru dem there so long 

Tek dem off a di line without a question 

Sen dem right back inna dem born land 



[Chorus]



[Verse 2:]

Tell unno fi come, bout unno nuh ready yet 

Only citizens alone shall get a healthy kit 

Sam get serious, tighten all loop holes 

Woe be unto all petty pushers, so called dupe 

Not what yu gained, but what you attained 

To live and die in the USA, such a shame 

Analyse your imprint with what you have gained 

Minimun wage is blood sweat and pain 

You take my identity and left me in shame 

Oh Jah, oh Jah 



[Chorus]



[Verse 3:]

Who tell dem not to respect Sam law 

Yuh mean yuh never knoe sey immigration a law 

Federal violation of Federal laws 

Observe the eagle clenching its claws 

To get across this border, keeps getting harder 

Even though I've been a resident from a youth 

Mi nuh waan yuh handle mi like no pancoot 

Dig up mi few possessions and soil up mi suit 

Confiscate mi docs without no excuse 



[Chorus]