If it's love that you're running from
There is no hiding
Don't care where you come from
As long as you're a
Inna me land, quite illegal
You inna me land, dig out
Lift up your heads, o ye gates
And be ye lifted
Them want I, them want I
Become a them funeral
Them claim
If it's love that you're running from
There is no hiding
Everyone is crying out for peace, yes
None is crying out
Igziabeher, let Jah be praised
Negusa neghast, let Jah be praised
Medanialam,
Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville
Back up in the
Legalize it, don't criticize it
Legalize it, yeah, yeah, and I
Mash it up now
That's exactly what we gonna do
Make it
You said you love me
And then you left
You broke every
Mama, mama, dem hold papa
Say they charge him fe' smoke
Why must I cry these tears from mine eyes?
Why must
Tra la la la la soul captives are free,
Tra la
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