作词 : Burrell, Collins, Dennis ...
[Intro:] Yah 
Blessed Yah man black people 
African people just one love and one joy you know 
Blessed Them is the black man and black woman kingdom you know 
Check it So we go [Chorus:] 
A lot of people don't got no good in a them and me see it 
The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf 
Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it ? 
That mean you wouldn't give the ghetto youths food fi eat 
Nuff a them no got no love in a them and me see it 
The heathen a go drop off like ripe leaf 
Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it ? [Verse 1:] 
That mean you would a scorn the ghetto youths well 
Well a who got the matches ? 
Who got the gasoline ? 
Youths clear the passage 
Cause a fire me deh dash 
Like a macca marijuana 
Tell them me ask 
Nuff a them a it me find out 
Nuff a them a happen 
Nuff boy turn your friend just through cash 
Laugh and a pretend then a stab you in the back 
Well me humble, a wait, 
Meekly a watch into the fire 
Way deh blaze nuff a them a keep back 
You run gone go dig you pit and set up them trap 
A bear wolf a go under the lock 
So King Emmanuel put on me turban wrap 
So them yah time 
Babylon you must get lash 
Like a tomato you must get splash 
Them a chant bout me poor through me clothes full a patch 
And through them pull a door and got a key to them lock 
Well Babylon 
Jesse Christ him blackk [Chorus] [Verse 2:] 
Find out the devil send them fi me hang them 
Well Babylon you lose cause 
I nah pretend 
Well a who go bend them fi me come straight them 
Caan follow 
I, nor the 
Lion in a the den 
Tell me now a who go friend them fi me go shame them 
With Selassie 
I free Emmanuel anthem 
Well then a who go strenght them 
To misled 
Jah children 
Babylon this never yet no problem 
Yow, a some skunk them 
Come we go dump them 
The wicked man tell me who do you praise ? 
The Alien 
In them yah time yah 
Me sey a them they got to bless 
Fire got to bless [Chorus] [Verse 3:] 
Well then 
I live for 
Jah all my days 
And if a no 
King Selassie you deh praise well the heathen a go rage 
Fire me deh blaze 
So me tell them sey 
Them a the real hypocrite 
Them caan take me fire them a walk and a spit 
Through no wicked 
I no subject did nah commit 
Them only rob the poor then go bow to the rich 
Me find out a hatred nuff a practice 
Mister Scrapehead just come fi you justice 
Cause everyday you devise some mischief 
Now rude boy you ready cos things done sleve [Chorus] [Verse 1]