Lyrics Book Of Life - I Wayne

The book of life
The book of life
Sip the water from the brook of life
Nuff got animal inna dem pot
Bout dem a cook a spice
Youts what you say or do
Should be tru
Truwoow woooo wo wooo
Truwoow woooo wo wooo

With a nasty scorn
The wicked look at life
Dem got ice pick and knife
And a stab anna juk at life
Dem all a dash dem web
Dem net dem hook at life
Dem seh dem want dem wing
To go to heaven to look for christ
While dem a bow down anno worship dem images
Iwayne keep yodding life pilgrimage
Tafari never wrong nor fall
So still him is highly give
Life privilage in all the villages to live
To life give praises
For these infinite Stages
I naah Stoop fi noh wages
Bun Babylon slave Biz
Dem Separate man and woman
And lock dem inna cages
Dem seh more sodomy so less babies
Dem seh more birth control and abortion for the ladies
For ages
The book of life pages

Babylon waah smear and tear off
Bun dem sodomy affair up
Slew dem from far with the spear
No need to be near
Life eye sights are Crystal clear
You hear
Trees bear for the children to share
The yutes need love and care
Clothes weh some a wear
Cars weh dem a steer
House and money mek dem hype flare
And live in fear.

They call us squatters,Cruff
They treat us very ruff
Children starving times to perilus
The greedy pagan gut buss
Tru dem gluttenous, craving for more than enough
Nuff talk bout money and religion mek dem happy and prosperous
Still I see more problems and thats pauperous
From birth the pagan been after us
They got Crosses Sapulcas and Traps for us
Vanity, so many gone stray fi dat
Haile Selasie, Mussolini dem get paid fi shot
Dem still couldnt kill life patriot
Dem get defeat noh fear dem weapon
Nor dem fasty chat
Money Make,dem stop dem likkle sister and dem brother breath
All, chop off dem father and dem mother neck
Dem seh dem search the sky and search nazareth
And still dem cant find Yeshua nor Jah Jah yet

The book of life, babylon waah tear up
Bun Dem sodomy affair up
Slew dem from far with the spear
No need to be near
Life hights are so Crystal clear
You hear
Trees bear fruits for the children to share
The yutes need love and care
Clothes weh some a wear
Cause weh dem a stare
House and money mek dem hype flare
And live in fear.

With a nasty scorn
The wicked look at life
Dem got ice pick and knife
And a stab anna juk at life
Dem all a dash dem net
Dem web, dem arm, dem hook at life
Seh dem want dem wing
To go to heaven to look for Christ
While dem a bow down anno worship dem images
Rastafari keep yodding life pilgrimage
He is the first how skill him is
Highly give, life privalige,in the villages to live

To life give praises
For these infinite Stages
I naah Stoop fi noh wages
Bun Babylon slave Biz
Dem Separate man and woman
And lock dem inna cages
Dem seh more sodomy to less babies
Dem seh more abortion and birth control for the ladies
For ages
The book of life pages
Babylon waah smear and tear off
Bun dem Sadomy affair
Slew dem from far with the spear
No need to be near
Hights are so Crystal clear
You hear
Trees bear fruit for the children to share
The yutes need love and care
Clothes weh some a wear
Cause weh dem a stare
House and money mek dem hype flare
And live in fear.

Whatever you do
Should be True woo wooo wooo
True Woo woowo wwoooooo
True Woo woowo wwoooooo
The book of life,
The book of life,
The book of life...