Black people, as we reach the top them inna rush
Black people, put me off the message when we touch
Black people, rise up and rise up, Black people
I said, why do they strive to hate me?
And can't be wise to rate me?
Them look into my eyes and forsake me, try to eliminate me
But only stronger it makes me
Well, Africans got to hold on
To our pride, although all the gold gone
With injustice, Babylon's soul born
Make them alone, one
Because the truth is so fulsome
No fuss, Black people
No fuss