Why my people suffer so bad ? 
Who is it that should really be sad ? 
Is it... Is it the misplaced melancholic ? 

Well is't politics time again 
Are you gonna vote now ? 
My people you ah talk 
It's politics time again 
Are you gonna vote now ? 

My god... 

Rise up falling suffer 
Rise and take your stands again 
He who fights and run away 
Will live to fight another day 

Make love and not war 

It's the time to duty 
Haffi see the chance to vote 
Fire bun dem constitution 
Long time we need ah choose 
Fed up with promises 
And hopeless hope 
Why the box must be empty 
For those clothes 
No one harm no one 
True the color of the clothes, now 
But some just plain greedy 
No matter how we teach them 
For get easy... yaw 

It's the rasta them talkin' 
New gear, new gear 

From rema-a-and 
Down in the valley 
Can them hear ya-a-ah 
Crack down... 
(it's) Has become ah gunman compound 
Now bless all people who has seen this shit 
Dem cry reliclesly yeah 
You keep on moving 
Every minute every hour 
Gunshot fall like shower 
Whoa like new clear power 

And the likkle want, we want 
And the likkle preach, we preach 
Selcter buzz thier big on the street, lord 
Kill people 
What dem really seek? 
Who is it that I man speaking? 
Who is it that is controlin' the system? 
Three parties and I'm not dancing 
Who is it then? 
Who is she then? 
Now who is the Mr. In? 
Yeah, it is the pain time 
Again now... Whoo 

Everything race 
But we won't live in fret 
But the air we breath becomes thick with dead 
Then we know Jah ah guide 
We will never fret 
When ever you ready ready 
No more sparge 
Whenever you light or heavy 
Ah pure respect, lord lord lord lord 
Now war, now war