Why boasteth thyself Oh, evil men Playing smart And not being clever? I said, you're working iniquity To achieve vanity But the goodness of Jah, Jah Endures For-I-ver So if you are the big big tree We are the small axe Ready to cut you down Ready to chop you down These are the words Of my master No weak heart Shall prosper And whosoever diggeth a pit Shall fall in it, fall in it If you are the big big tree We are the small axe Ready to cut you down Sharpen to cut you down These are the words Of my master No weak heart Shall prosper And whosever diggeth a pit They shall fall in it, fall in it And whosoever diggeth a pit They shall fallin it, fall in it If you are the big, big tree We are the small axe Ready to cut you down Sharpen to cut you down