paroles de chanson I'm Living - Sizzla

I, I, I, I, I, I, Emperor hailie salassie
I'm living for the sick and the poor
The hungry and the shelterless sleeping on the floor
I'm giving and let gotten more
I know Jah bless me and open up the doors
I'm living for the young and the old
For the blind and the deaf and the dumb as you know
I'm giving, Jah-Jah love to all the road, beautiful people outta the world

Government is coming with the same damn thing
Millions of trillionaires they're doing one thing
Children listen when the rasta man sing
No matter them destruction one praise the king
Warn them and tell them, there's right over wrong
Mr president why easy to make the bomb
Everyday is weapon of mass destruction
See they got no love for anyone

I'm living for the sick and the poor
The hungry and the shelterless sleeping on the floor
I'm giving and let gotten more
I know that the Lord will bless me for sure
I'm living for the young and the old
For the blind and the deaf and the dumb as you know
I'm giving, Jah-Jah love to all the road, beautiful people outta the world

Don't you worry all my people, 'cause rasta never leave y'all
Babylon try to deceive you, Africa will top it homes will receive you
Although the sufferations are well listened, we're doing it for a 'cause
Sometime though I'm no food a me are?
Jah let me haffi skape to are?

I'm living, I'm living
I'm giving, whoa whoa ouuay

Seems no one care for them
But Jah is there for them
And I'm here for them
Jah love I declare for them
Straight at helping into the youths
You Jah now leave them within the truth
Don't you hear them crying
Don't you see them dying

I'm living for the sick and the poor
The hungry and the shelterless sleeping on the floor
I'm giving and let gotten more
I know Jah bless me and open up the doors
I'm living for the young and the old
For the blind and the deaf and the dumb as you know
I'm giving, let gotten more, most high open up the doors

Government coming with the same damn thing
Million of, million of trillionaires they're doing one thing
Children listen when the rasta man sing
No matter them destruction one praise the king
Warn them and tell them, there's right over wrong
Mr president why easy to make the bomb
Everyday is weapon of mass destruction
See they got no love for anyone

I'm living for the sick and the poor
The shelterless, the homeless sleeping on the floor
I'm giving and let gotten sure
The most high will open up the doors
I'm living for the young and the old
The blind and the dumb and the sick as you know
I'm giving they all gotta know Jah love.