'Til I'm Laid To Rest - Buju Banton

Til I’m laid to rest

Always be depressed

There’s no life in the West

I know the East is the best

All the propaganda they spread

Tongues will have to confess

I’m in bondage living is a mess

I’ve got to rise up alleviate the stress

No longer will I expose my weakness

He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness

Work 7 to 7 but I’m still penniless

All the food upon my table Massa God bless

Holler for the needy and shelterless

Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess

What could be so bad about the East

Everybody wants a piece

Africa for Africans

Marcus Mosiah speak

Unification outnumbers defeat

What a day when we walk down Redemption Street

Banner on heads bible in our hands

One and all lets trod the promised land

Buju go down a congo

Stopped in Sashamanne Land

The city of Harrae where Selassie come from

In Addis Abbaba then Botswana

Left Kenya end up in Ghana

Oh what a beauty my eyesight behold

Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold

Organize and centralize come as one

Our seeds shall be so many more than sand

Some new and replenish pure and clean heart

Far too long we’ve been under this bond

Some a save a bag a riches

Yet they die empty hand

Go on saying I’m stupid and laugh all you can

Easier for a caller to go trough a needle eye

Than a rich man to enter Zion

Take it from I man

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