Yea blessed!
Yah man black people, African people,
Just one love and one joy you know. Blessed!
Them is the black man and black woman,
Kingdom you know, righteousness.
Check it! Hey, oh, so we go!

A lot of people don't got no good in a them and me see it,
The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf,
Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it?
That mean you wouldn't give the ghetto youths food fi eat,
Nuff a them no got no love in a them and me see it.
The heathen a go drop off like ripe leaf,
Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it?

That mean you would a scorn the ghetto youths, well,
Well a who got the matches? Who got the gasoline?
Youths clear the passage, 'cause a fire me deh dash,
Like a macca marijuana, tell them me ask.
Nuff a them a it me find out, nuff a them a happen,
Nuff boy turn your friend just through cash.
Laugh and a pretend then a stab you in the back,
Well me humble, a wait, meekly a watch into the fire,
Way deh blaze nuff a them a keep back.
You run gone go dig you pit and set up them trap,
A bear wolf a go under the lock,
So King Emmanuel put on me turban wrap.
So them yah time, Babylon you must get lash,
Like a tomato you must get splash.
Them a chant 'bout me poor through me clothes full a patch,
And through them pull a door and got a key to them lock.
Well Babylon Jesse Christ him black.

Dem don't got no love in a them heart and me see it,
The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf,
Nuff a them no got no love, how you do it?
That mean you wouldn't give the ghetto youths food fi eat,
Nuff a them no got no love in a them and me see it.
The wicked a go drop off like a ripe leaf.
Nuff a them no got no salvation, how you do it?
That mean you wouldn't scorn the ghetto youths 'pon the street.

Find out the devil send them, fi me hang them,
Well Babylon you lose 'cause I nah pretend.
Well a who go bend them, fi me come straight them,
Caan follow I, nor the Lion in a the den,
Tell me now a who go friend them,
Fi me go shame them with Selassie I free.
Emmanuel anthem, well then a who go strength them,
To misled Jah children.
Babylon this never yet no problem,
Yow, a some skunk them, come we go dump them,
The wicked man, tell me who do you praise?
The alien, in them yah time yah,
Me sey a them they got to blaze,
Fire got to blaze.

Wicked man got no love in a them heart and me see it,
The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf,
Nuff a them no got no goodness, how you do it?
That mean you wouldn't give the ghetto youths dem fi sweet.

Well then I live for Jah all my days.. woo!
And if a no King Selassie you deh praise,
Well the heathen a go rage, fire me deh blaze,
So me tell them sey, them a the real hypocrite,
Them caan take me fire them a walk and a spit.
Through no wicked I no subject did nah commit,
Them only rob the poor, then go bow to the rich.
Me find out a hatred, nuff a practice,
Mister Scrapehead just come fi you justice.
'Cause everyday you devise some mischief,
Now rude boy you ready, 'cause things done sleve.

Dem don't got no love and me see it.,
The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf.
Dem don't got no purity and me see it,
That mean you wouldn't give the ghetto youths food fi eat.
Dem don't got no love and me see it.,
The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf.
Dem don't got no salvation, how you do it?