Jah will be waiting there we a shout, Jah will be waiting there!!!! In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns we nuh know ‘bout variety, boom
The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow Ragga muffin sent to call me from the bush bungalow Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro! Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Biggalow Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo
Cause, I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man Got to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem tek you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there we a shout, Jah will be waiting there!!!! In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority, Media clowns weh nuh know ‘bout variety Single parents weh need some charity Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan and any means and strategy
Say, we got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man You know you got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
(Nas) Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless I'm havin daymares in daytime wide awake try to relate This can't be happenin like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin Cause what I'm seein is hauntin, human beings like ghost and zombies President Mugabe holdin guns to innocent bodies In Zimbabwe, they make John Pope seem Godly, sacrilegious and blasphemous In my lifetime I look back in paths I walked, where savages fought and passengers taught Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots And badges screamin at young black children stop or I will shoot I look back at cooked crack plus cars that pass by Jaguars mad fly, and I'm guilty for materialism Blacks is still up in the prison trust that So save me your sorry I'm raisin a Army Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley We sparkin a iron marchin to Zion You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority, media clown we nuh know ‘bout variety, boom
The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow Ragga muffin sent to call me from the bush bungalow Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro! Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Biggalow Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo
Cause, I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man Got to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem tek you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there we a shout, Jah will be waiting there!!!! Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem tek you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there we a shout, Jah will be waiting there!!!! In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority, Media clowns we nuh know ‘bout variety Single parents weh need some charity Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan with any means and strategy Inside a broken dreams and tragedy Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan with any means and strategy Hey, I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man You know, you got to keep on walking, on the road to Zion, man