Clientele
Know How much people a died fi hungry
Up and running
Up and running
Up and running
If you got the goods
I got the clientele
I Really walk it
Like I talk it
I don't show and tell
You can tell
By the smell
I'm cooking
And Eating well
Jah gimme strength
Fi break the spell
Casted pon
The youth Dem
Babylon
Fi Gweh
Tell them man
Sick a poverty
And me sick a cells
Rasta
Represent The 12
Tribes a Israel
Stay bless
Nuh stress
Stand firm
Nah kneel to dem
We nuh need them help
Anywhere we Dey
Angels by mi side
Blessings under belt
Strap up with a psalms A day
So me nah fi fret
Trample evil
Wid every step
So mi afraid
To step to them
Bad Mind Vex
Dem a pree
Dem nuh see
Ntn yet
In the streets
Like everyday
Like the valley
A death
God alone mi rep
Poor people
Walk through
The ruffest
Still nuh break nuh sweat
Jeez Ahh
If you got the goods
I got the clientele
I Really walk it
Like I talk it
I don't show and tell
You can tell
By the smell
I'm cooking
And Eating well
Jah gimme strength
Fi break the spell
Casted pon
The youth Dem
Babylon
Fi Gweh
Tell them man
Sick a poverty
And me sick a cells
Rasta
Represent The 12
Tribes a Israel
Stay bless
Nuh stress
Stand firm
Nah kneel to dem
So mi Stick to mi self
Cah them nuh understand me
We affi be the last one
Standing
Just a gwan
Hold the faith
Nah worry bout it
Till the end
Endure it
We Affi Firm like the roots
Ancestors planted
The journey Nuh end yet
Some have them masters
But No employment
Jah Jah children
Need we help
Like a map
At the intersection
Some Turn in to sex slavery
To earn a living
Very concerned
Bout the lifestyle
A future youths
Pon earth
The Youths Don't know
Which way to turn
For clout
Selling out
Just To gain the world
Price a fame
Dilute the same
But the Time will tell
Fittest a the fittest
Is not who come first
Up and running
The verb
Spread yuh wings
Like a bird
To the world
To the world
Ahh
If you got the goods
I got the clientele
I Really walk it
Like I talk it
I don't show and tell
You can tell
By the smell
I'm cooking
And Eating well
Jah gimme strength
Fi break the spell
Casted pon
The youth Dem
Babylon
Fi Gweh
Tell them man
Sick a poverty
And me sick a cells
Rasta
Represent The 12
Tribes a Israel
Stay bless
Nuh stress
Stand firm
Nah kneel to dem
Ah
Nah kneel to dem
Up and running
Up and running
Up and running
If you got the goods
I got the clientele
I Really walk it
Like I talk it
I don't show and tell
You can tell
By the smell
I'm cooking
And Eating well
Jah gimme strength
Fi break the spell
Casted pon
The youth Dem
Babylon
Fi Gweh
Tell them man
Sick a poverty
And me sick a cells
Rasta
Represent The 12
Tribes a Israel
Stay bless
Nuh stress
Stand firm
Nah kneel to dem
We nuh need them help
Anywhere we Dey
Angels by mi side
Blessings under belt
Strap up with a psalms A day
So me nah fi fret
Trample evil
Wid every step
So mi afraid
To step to them
Bad Mind Vex
Dem a pree
Dem nuh see
Ntn yet
In the streets
Like everyday
Like the valley
A death
God alone mi rep
Poor people
Walk through
The ruffest
Still nuh break nuh sweat
Jeez Ahh
If you got the goods
I got the clientele
I Really walk it
Like I talk it
I don't show and tell
You can tell
By the smell
I'm cooking
And Eating well
Jah gimme strength
Fi break the spell
Casted pon
The youth Dem
Babylon
Fi Gweh
Tell them man
Sick a poverty
And me sick a cells
Rasta
Represent The 12
Tribes a Israel
Stay bless
Nuh stress
Stand firm
Nah kneel to dem
So mi Stick to mi self
Cah them nuh understand me
We affi be the last one
Standing
Just a gwan
Hold the faith
Nah worry bout it
Till the end
Endure it
We Affi Firm like the roots
Ancestors planted
The journey Nuh end yet
Some have them masters
But No employment
Jah Jah children
Need we help
Like a map
At the intersection
Some Turn in to sex slavery
To earn a living
Very concerned
Bout the lifestyle
A future youths
Pon earth
The Youths Don't know
Which way to turn
For clout
Selling out
Just To gain the world
Price a fame
Dilute the same
But the Time will tell
Fittest a the fittest
Is not who come first
Up and running
The verb
Spread yuh wings
Like a bird
To the world
To the world
Ahh
If you got the goods
I got the clientele
I Really walk it
Like I talk it
I don't show and tell
You can tell
By the smell
I'm cooking
And Eating well
Jah gimme strength
Fi break the spell
Casted pon
The youth Dem
Babylon
Fi Gweh
Tell them man
Sick a poverty
And me sick a cells
Rasta
Represent The 12
Tribes a Israel
Stay bless
Nuh stress
Stand firm
Nah kneel to dem
Ah
Nah kneel to dem
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Writer(s): Orlando Ricketts
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