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And so great is a man goin to be
Selassie I every
I say Jah shall execute and justice
And shall escape, what me say
Selassie I leave em terrified, me say

Boy you better put on the wings of de and fly
There is no from King Selassie I
Flying on the must fall to the sea
There is no escape his Majesty

A long time he a tell you bout the square breed
A long he a tell you bout the brutality
A long time he a tell you bout the him
But why yo, boat men shan
But why yo, a-bout the black he
But why yo, I with equality
But why yo, Marcus Garvey
We there yo, I love his Majesty
Selassie I, that kept me
Selassie I, for I the
A ex amount of action dumped onto me
No stop wicked them no stop from flee
Ah nowhere to run and there is no

Boy you better put on the of de morning and fly
There is no escape from Selassie I
Flying on the income fall to the sea
There is no escape from his

come that rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we
Gettin eye off the stimuli, blazin the gun
And all that good stuff, six-three walk a strut
On these New York streets like what
Anything can happen, it does
I'm from Staten, the Island, me on G-Street, Ticallion
Everything is ain't nuttin fronted
Down a fake rapper haveta
in it for the munties, money
But you can't take it witcha when you die, Selassie

If you on de wings and tempt to exit
Then no conjure Christ and none bullshit
Ay for the righteous but the wicked are to perish
With burn the gun and them whole poli-tricks
the people dem a turn and half the people dem a twist
Now dem, another ear-trick done perish
Get M some 16 and rusty-matic
After the whole of them from gone then up them fists
Leave the ship them a strip, you must get
Go ahead, speed up your judgment, up boy boy

Boy you better put on the wings of de and fly
There is no from King Selassie I
Flying on the must fall to the sea
There is no escape from his

So ahh, and one of day
When you a boy faint then uhh
you gonna run too, ohhhh woyyyy
I said they run to the rock
And mountain but they be no rock, no rock
They're gonna run to the
And but they will be no rock, so what we say

Wu-Tang in the area, Capleton's in the area
We got Shaolin in the
Big up black man, my brothers
Hell is the for the other, discover, discover, discover, c'mon, c'mon
New lands for you man and family
on back in the days, can it be
It was all so then, we all kin
And black-skinned, original Don set the
be men, if not for us, then for the babies
The little ones the revolution has now
(Put on put on the of the morning and fly
There is no escape King Selassie I)

Now, owwww,
Get in you fit in
For nine-five, the
Cold as an icicle, Man
Capleton,
Duo on the track