Them nuh, them nuh love the hooli, upon me head me preach
Them nuh troll in it, I'm a prophet, a king of death and night
And grace me wise, tell me for what is it you seek?
No clearly tell you, there is no fall is sweet
If me bend up and give a road, there is no nothing of cheat
Many go doubling up, and raps on feet
Those with the wicked weapon, grievances they queep
None jive, cause rasta power, I see it
I know your system, so I'm just here to tell you to agree
Many go killing it, nuh for them a thief
Two cars a living, them a rope on the street