Made Of
Yea we say to all government this is repatriation yea
Step down it's true Babylon yea I and I govern the youth yuh know
Hand over yuh know, repatriation nah bother play like yuh deaf now
What does Black people made of made of
African tradition I tell you straight off straight off
So long that they had take us
Inna this western hemisphere and couldn't break us Pharaoh
What does Black people made of made of
Truths and rights I tell you straight off straight off
So long that they had take us
But now Black people better wake up, oy
CHORUS
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness me deh go chase
Oh burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Them ah interrogate,
Wha me herb fi keep space
Just now they come to realize it, somehow they had want to criticise
Black people get the worst yet them doh have no rights
Them ah do the dutty work yet you shove aside
Yo me start to burn them turf day and night
Rastaman nah nurse no pharecies nor scribes
Shouldn't dis the warriors pon tha east side
Watch them ____ eh that shell like ah rice
Me nah like them profile neither them voice
Cut all them style them only lef you one choice
This is the hour where the wicked get smite
Pharaoh could ah train all him greatest knight
When the Bobo man pass through everything get right
Rasta them ah spite, say them blow us dynamite, oy
CHORUS
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness me deh go chase
Burn Nya burn down Vatican place
Them ah interrogate,
Wha the marijuana keep space
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness me ah go chase
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Whoa oh ey
From in the beginning me ah bun them yah fire
Pharaoh him ah galong like ah him clever
Them come tek the people out of Africa
Oh yes I and I still remember
Rastafari say, say free every prisoner
Me put on me stone, me put on me rifle,
Me put on me dagger, put on me robe,
Me put on me turban, me lace up me sandals
Lick down the judge me go lick down the jury
And lick down the lawyer,
Lick down the governor general
Lick down the prime minister
Lick down the politician
Lick down the police
Lick down the soldier
So many years Black people dem dey ah
Babylon wash yuh schackles and chains asunder
CHORUS
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness Black man ah chase
Burn Nya burn down Vatican place
Them false fictitious and fake, hey
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness me deh go chase
Cuz burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Yo dem challenge inna me face, now
When before Black people wake up wake up
Vatican concrete city break up break up
So long that they had take us
Inna this western hemisphere and couldn't break us, oy
Them run the east them run the north them say them run the south
Say you can't test them anytime ah shoot out
Mister wicked rage, say him ah run the rout
Say him will buss up yuh head and him will __
Oy you no see say wicked, youths dem waa dead out
And ah leave the Black woman dem whe well waa spread out
Dem nah produce no life, well me see say that ah joke
Don't make them come near not even your house
Don't make them touch your things neither...
Step down it's true Babylon yea I and I govern the youth yuh know
Hand over yuh know, repatriation nah bother play like yuh deaf now
What does Black people made of made of
African tradition I tell you straight off straight off
So long that they had take us
Inna this western hemisphere and couldn't break us Pharaoh
What does Black people made of made of
Truths and rights I tell you straight off straight off
So long that they had take us
But now Black people better wake up, oy
CHORUS
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness me deh go chase
Oh burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Them ah interrogate,
Wha me herb fi keep space
Just now they come to realize it, somehow they had want to criticise
Black people get the worst yet them doh have no rights
Them ah do the dutty work yet you shove aside
Yo me start to burn them turf day and night
Rastaman nah nurse no pharecies nor scribes
Shouldn't dis the warriors pon tha east side
Watch them ____ eh that shell like ah rice
Me nah like them profile neither them voice
Cut all them style them only lef you one choice
This is the hour where the wicked get smite
Pharaoh could ah train all him greatest knight
When the Bobo man pass through everything get right
Rasta them ah spite, say them blow us dynamite, oy
CHORUS
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness me deh go chase
Burn Nya burn down Vatican place
Them ah interrogate,
Wha the marijuana keep space
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness me ah go chase
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Whoa oh ey
From in the beginning me ah bun them yah fire
Pharaoh him ah galong like ah him clever
Them come tek the people out of Africa
Oh yes I and I still remember
Rastafari say, say free every prisoner
Me put on me stone, me put on me rifle,
Me put on me dagger, put on me robe,
Me put on me turban, me lace up me sandals
Lick down the judge me go lick down the jury
And lick down the lawyer,
Lick down the governor general
Lick down the prime minister
Lick down the politician
Lick down the police
Lick down the soldier
So many years Black people dem dey ah
Babylon wash yuh schackles and chains asunder
CHORUS
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness Black man ah chase
Burn Nya burn down Vatican place
Them false fictitious and fake, hey
Burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Inna them high and low place
Wickedness me deh go chase
Cuz burn Nya burn down Babylon place
Yo dem challenge inna me face, now
When before Black people wake up wake up
Vatican concrete city break up break up
So long that they had take us
Inna this western hemisphere and couldn't break us, oy
Them run the east them run the north them say them run the south
Say you can't test them anytime ah shoot out
Mister wicked rage, say him ah run the rout
Say him will buss up yuh head and him will __
Oy you no see say wicked, youths dem waa dead out
And ah leave the Black woman dem whe well waa spread out
Dem nah produce no life, well me see say that ah joke
Don't make them come near not even your house
Don't make them touch your things neither...
Credits
Writer(s): Sly Dunbar, Philip Burrell, Miguel Collins, Donald Dennis
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