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Yeah man, Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety, boom

Di youngest veteran a come murder dem slow
Ragamuffin sent to call me from de bush bungalow
betta watch it mek I clear out my voice now figarow
Emerge from di darkness wit me big blunt a glow
me hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigelow
Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe
A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo

Cause, I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man
Hey, we got to keep it burnin, on the road to Zion man

Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem tek yuh Who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan with any means and strategy

Say, we got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion man
(Yeah, been waitin to do this track with you man, yeah, ha ha, yeah yeah)
You know (They know) you got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion man
(You gotta keep walkin y'all, yeah, yeah, you gotta keep...)

(Nas)
Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless
I'm havin daymares in daytime wide awake try to relate
This can't be happenin like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin
Cause what I'm seein is hauntin, human beings like ghost and zombies
President Mugabe holdin guns to innocent bodies
In Zimbabwe, they make John Pope seem Godly, sacrilegious and blasphemous
In my lifetime I look back at paths I walked, where savages fought and pastors taught
Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots
And badges screamin at young black children stop or I will shoot
I look back at cooked crack plus cars that pass by
Jaguars mad fly, and I'm guilty for materialism
Blacks is still up in the prison trust that
So save me your sorrys I'm raisin a Army
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley
We sparkin da irons marchin to Zion
You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in

In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety, boom

Di youngest veteran a come murder dem slow
Ragamuffin sent to call me from di bush bungalow
betta watch it mek I clear out my voice now figarow
emerge from di darkness wit me big blunt a glow
me hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigelow
Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe
A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo

Cause, I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man
Hey, we got to keeps it burnin, on the road to Zion man

Clean and pure meditation widout a doubt
Don't mek dem tek yuh like who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!
Clean and pure meditation widout a doubt
Don't mek dem tek yuh like who dem took out
Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!
In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority, media crush we nuh know bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan with any means and strategy
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy
Yutes weh need some love and prosperity
Inside a broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan with any means and strategy
Hey,say I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man
You know, you got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man
Yeah man, Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!   In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy   And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety, boom      Di youngest veteran a come murder dem slow   Ragamuffin sent to call me from de bush bungalow   betta watch it mek I clear out my voice now figarow   Emerge from di darkness wit me big blunt a glow   me hammer dem a slam and spectator get low   Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigelow   Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe   A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo      Cause, I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man   Hey, we got to keep it burnin, on the road to Zion man      Clean and pure meditation without a doubt   Don't mek dem tek yuh Who dem took out   Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!   In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy   And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety   Single parents weh need some charity   Yutes weh need some love and prosperity   Inside a broken dreams and tragedy   By any plan with any means and strategy      Say, we got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion man   (Yeah, been waitin to do this track with you man, yeah, ha ha, yeah yeah)   You know (They know) you got to keep on walkin (Yeah) on the road to Zion man   (You gotta keep walkin y'all, yeah, yeah, you gotta keep...)      (Nas)   Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless   I'm havin daymares in daytime wide awake try to relate   This can't be happenin like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin   Cause what I'm seein is hauntin, human beings like ghost and zombies   President Mugabe holdin guns to innocent bodies   In Zimbabwe, they make John Pope seem Godly, sacrilegious and blasphemous   In my lifetime I look back at paths I walked, where savages fought and pastors taught   Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots   And badges screamin at young black children stop or I will shoot   I look back at cooked crack plus cars that pass by   Jaguars mad fly, and I'm guilty for materialism   Blacks is still up in the prison trust that   So save me your sorrys I'm raisin a Army   Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley   We sparkin da irons marchin to Zion   You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in      In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy   And police weh abuse dem authority, media clowns we nuh know bout variety, boom      Di youngest veteran a come murder dem slow   Ragamuffin sent to call me from di bush bungalow   betta watch it mek I clear out my voice now figarow   emerge from di darkness wit me big blunt a glow   me hammer dem a slam and spectator get low   Some bwoy could a big like Bam Bam Bigelow   Buss off trigger finger trigger hand and trigger toe   A two gun mi have mi buss dem inna stereo      Cause, I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man   Hey, we got to keeps it burnin, on the road to Zion man      Clean and pure meditation widout a doubt   Don't mek dem tek yuh like who dem took out   Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!   Clean and pure meditation widout a doubt   Don't mek dem tek yuh like who dem took out   Jah will be waitin there we a shout, Jah will be waitin there!!!!   In this world of calamity, dirty looks and grudges and jealousy   And police weh abuse dem authority, media crush we nuh know bout variety   Single parents weh need some charity   Yutes weh need some love and prosperity   Inside a broken dreams and tragedy   By any plan with any means and strategy   Inside a broken dreams and tragedy   Yutes weh need some love and prosperity   Inside a broken dreams and tragedy   By any plan with any means and strategy   Hey,say I got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man   You know, you got to keep on walkin, on the road to Zion man