So Many Things... lyrics

Intro:

Lord, Lord, Lord, Anthony B is very polite,

but dem say dis boy too bright.

Remember we don't live in a communist country. Yuggo yo.

Chorus

Why dem wan come swarm me, swarm me,

Say mi start a revolution army, army.

Dem nuh see dat dem loose,

Dis is the generation dem can't confuse, get di news.

(rept)

1.Im in the middle surrounded by media

Intro:

Yugguh Yoi, Yugguh Yoi, Yugguh Yoi

Emperor Selassie I

Jah Jah is the only way

Cho

Nobody wannu plant the corn

Everybody want to raid the barn

Who yuh a guh blame it on

When is a next man yuh a depend pon

Well yuh wrong

Nobody wannu plant the corn

Everybody want to raid the barn

Haffi sing yuh owna song

Cant compete with careless John

Intro:

Black people don't get weary,

Dem tek off the shackles an face we,

But still we under mental slavery,

Unno sing with the Startrail posse

Chorus

Fire pon Rome,

Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb,

Black people waan go home

A Mount Zion a di righteous throne

1. This is my question to Issa and the one Matalon

How unno get fi own so much black people land

Intro:

Ooohhhoohhh

M-16, AK-47, pump rifle, desert eagle

All home made one to

Chorus

Dem a walk wid gun in the hand and a run the town

All in front ah station man ah shot man down

Dem a walk wid gun in the hand and a run the town

All in front ah station man ah shot man down

'Cause they've got

Cold feet, cold, cold, cold, cold feet

Intro:

Whoooooaaaaaa

Emperor Selassie

Liveth and reigneth in ah you and I

Sit up pon the throne in ah Mount Zion

My Lord

Chorus

Rumor dem ah spread say Selassie dead

How the body fe function without head

Say Marcus Garvey and Emmanuel gone

Without the trinity say life couldn't gwan

Verse 1

In ah Psamls 87 that's where me see clear