Mind Who You Beg For Help
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
In this time
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Chant it out and say
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Can't you hear that?
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Yeah
If you beg your neighbour bail and you ask to take it to you
Don't even like to see you stretch your neck
Across the fences, begging a little salt
And when Babylon deh my friend
All your disgraces are all gone out on the street, so
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
It's medicine talk I say
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
It's dangerous now
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Want me tell you something
Yeah
Wanna tell you something
Once there was a cCricket and there was a set of Ants
The Cricket loved to play, his fiddle in summertime and sing
And then it start to rain, Cricket run to the Ants
And say, "Ants, may I have some food"
Ant say, "Cricket, where were you during summer and spring"
He say, "Ant, I was playing, my romantic fiddle and songs"
He say, "Cricket, now won't you listen to me
Won't you go back and play your fiddle and sing so man"
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Have your own things
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Jah Jah know it all
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Begging alone can't do
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Jah Rastafari see it all
(.)
It's a serious thing!
Be not like the foolish virgins
Who took oil in their lamps
Yet none in there lousy vessels
And decide to trod to Canaan land
And when their oils gone out
They turn to the wise virgin and say
May I have some of your oil
To throw in my lamp to meet the bridegroom
Wise one say to them say
Go ye rather to them that sell and buy for yourself
And when they turn back they were all gone out late
And could never ever, ever see the bridegroom at all
So mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
His clothes stuck in a bracket
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Mek water can boil, come skin
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Beggy beggy licky lick him
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Mind begging too much, they take liberty a you.
In this time
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Chant it out and say
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Can't you hear that?
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Yeah
If you beg your neighbour bail and you ask to take it to you
Don't even like to see you stretch your neck
Across the fences, begging a little salt
And when Babylon deh my friend
All your disgraces are all gone out on the street, so
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
It's medicine talk I say
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
It's dangerous now
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Want me tell you something
Yeah
Wanna tell you something
Once there was a cCricket and there was a set of Ants
The Cricket loved to play, his fiddle in summertime and sing
And then it start to rain, Cricket run to the Ants
And say, "Ants, may I have some food"
Ant say, "Cricket, where were you during summer and spring"
He say, "Ant, I was playing, my romantic fiddle and songs"
He say, "Cricket, now won't you listen to me
Won't you go back and play your fiddle and sing so man"
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Have your own things
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Jah Jah know it all
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Begging alone can't do
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Jah Rastafari see it all
(.)
It's a serious thing!
Be not like the foolish virgins
Who took oil in their lamps
Yet none in there lousy vessels
And decide to trod to Canaan land
And when their oils gone out
They turn to the wise virgin and say
May I have some of your oil
To throw in my lamp to meet the bridegroom
Wise one say to them say
Go ye rather to them that sell and buy for yourself
And when they turn back they were all gone out late
And could never ever, ever see the bridegroom at all
So mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
His clothes stuck in a bracket
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Mek water can boil, come skin
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Beggy beggy licky lick him
Mind who you run to, brother fe go beg for help
Mind begging too much, they take liberty a you.
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Writer(s): Joseph Constantine Hill
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