and shake up death, the good must prevail if the great done separate the mice but Jah nuh like gain nuh spread
Me foresee a change like the alchemist, mummy a the queen weh in high palace
The bush a live nice down in high valley, upstairs a fill up with a balcony
Me foresee a change like the alchemist, ask God for a change and the man say me
Blood, sweat and tears never pamperin a boy, never bust a bump on the gangsta skin
Circle get smaller, readers fade, make them smile, nuh be a tough face