© 2008 J. Meade
In all yuh propaganda
See the hypocrites lie and they slander
Jah will never trick, all di heathen dem a sick
Fah dem judgment dem a go get a pay
Mi warn say
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Jah will never bless the wicked
Nuh matter how much they chant it
Corruption dey slant it
The people nuh pick up a weh dem plant it again
Jah nuh give blessing for their evil
A pure corruption they play
All the hypocrites bray
Retread it and retread it and and come again
Sing again
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Babylon you a go get a taste
Ah your judgment on yuh final days
Nuh run fah you cannot escape
For all a you iniquity fire a go blaze
Yuh talk but you cannot erase
400 years of shame and disgrace
For all you a hold and debase
Yuh hold a med and wonder what next, mi say
Yuh lie for silver and gold
Anywhere a strife you done inna di fold
To live yuh good life, you never care di toll
What inna yuh heart, could nuh blood run so cold
Mi say
Yuh talk yuh talk while you evil unfold
But you, cannot replace all the lives dat you stole
And you, never return all the land, you done sold
The fulla half never been told you so bold