Songs of Joy

Yo! Changon, Promoe wey dem!?
 Blaze up di fire make e burn dem,
 Burn dem, burn dem, burn dem
 David versus Goliath. David-ooos!
 Dem fi know! Who dem? Get up, get up! Yo!
 To my, to my, to my...
 Singers and players of instruments
 On all continents
 Making a difference
 We come stompin in (right)
 Battling ignorance
 Boost you confidence (ha)
 Ain't no stopping me and my people (you the man, say!)
 Big budget of pocket change
 Guerilla market
 And all over you block
 We got the whole world targeted
 We aim and we lockin it
 Blow up the stock exchange
 Keep on rockin in the free world
 Songs of joy
 For the people, no take them for toy
 Burning evil
 Songs of joy
 For the people
 Yo, man no musician
 Tell them I'm a profession
 Songs of joy
 For the people, no take them for toy
 Burning evil
 Songs of joy
 For the people
 But Babylon no try fi shut it down
 Cause you can't touch mi zone
 Say again!
 Just can't stop my flow
 Well a mi say more liberation,
 Mi say more respiration
 They just can't stop my flow
 Well a mi say more salvation,
 More reparation
 They just can't stop my flow
 Well a mi say more education
 And more determination
 They just can't stop my flow
 Well a mi say brrr
 Yo Promoe! Tell dem some!
 Religously paying these pictures and making these
 Scissors
 Ninety-six when I made my first brick in the business
 I got bit more than one snuff snix in the kitchen
 Faking them pictures, wanted that, already hated the
 Bitchness
 Instead I made my decision and played my basition (?)
 As Davis vs Golith started getting greater ambitions
 Only holding us back, let it create a division
 But I bridgin the gap language and make it sing kings
 Ooo...
 Songs of joy
 For the people, no take them for toy
 Burning evil
 Songs of joy
 For the people
 Tell them I no musician
 Tell them I'm a profession
 Songs of joy
 For the people, songs of joy
 Burning evil, no take them for toy
 Burning evil
 Babylon plotting and scheming and chopping the planet
 Feel as are they evil (?) Yo!
 I need some piece of music and some peace of mind
 Piece of paper just to speak my mind
 I turn it up and meditate and it feels so fine
 It's something more that just beats and rhymes
 It's entertainment and educaction
 Bringing for changes through motivation
 Universal language, communication
 It my occupation!
 Yea, give me that, give me that
 Why them fighting it, why them fighting it?
 When this is so much beyond black and whiting it
 Why them fighting it, why them fighting it?
 You who kills the mission. A me tell them say again!
 Ninety-one, recorded my first song with Embee
 Traveled with music I never know how long it'd take me
 Got through with love in my heart though the wrongs
 Would tempt me
 Always making sure that my songs ain't empty
 From message, emotion, the essence, devotion
 The pressure's enormous, I'm crossing the ocean
 Sweden, Germany, Jay-Jay and New York me,
 Changon I'm coming through talking
 Songs of joy
 For the people, no take them for toy
 Burning evil
 Songs of joy
 For the people
 Tell them I no musician
 Tell them I'm a profession
 Songs of joy
 For the people, no take them for toy
 Burning evil
 Songs of joy
 For the people make me brrr...
 Pull up and give me it again...
 Songs of joy
 For the people, no take them for toy
 Burning evil
 Songs of joy
 For the people
 Yo, man no musician
 Tell them I'm a profession
 Songs of joy
 Get up!
 Stand up strong!
 Burning evil, for the people
 Babylon no try fi shut it down
 Cause you can't touch me zone, yo!
 Music is a mission
 Get up! Get up!
 Singing our songs of joy
 And it's my profession
 Get up! Get up!
 It's my religion
 Babylon won't shut it down
 From Sweden to Kingston (and all over the world...)
 When they just can't stop the sound (can't stop, won't
 Stop...)