Crisis This is a worldwide escapade Have every massive fraid Buju Banton did tell yuh already Every nation bow to the immigration law Immigrant shuffle what a suppen No more ease up due to a certain clause Welfare get reform, no more green card A nuff man nuh realise a time fi come a dem yaad Run off to the land of opportunity opportunity Indeed noone gives away good morning The capital of greed Still yuh survive inna Sam Thru the constant pressure, victimization Phonso say him did done have a plan Tell Sonia send hoe him bag and pan Them hol' on pon Paul, Carl and Devon Some man who run the place thru dem there so long Tek dem off a di line without a question Sen dem right back inna dem born land Tell unno fi come, bout unno nuh ready yet Only citizens alone shall get a healthy kit Sam get serious, tighten all loop holes Woe be unto all petty pushers, so called dupe Not what yu gained, but what you attained To live and die in the USA, such a shame Analyse your imprint with what you have gained Minimun wage is blood sweat and pain You take my identity and left me in shame Oh Jah, oh Jah Who tell dem not to respect Sam law Yuh mean yuh never knoe sey immigration a law Federal violation of Federal laws Observe the eagle clenching its claws To get across this border, keeps getting harder Even though I've been a resident from a youth Mi nuh waan yuh handle mi like no pancoot Dig up mi few possessions and soil up mi suit Confiscate mi docs without no excuse