Blood Stain

King Selassie I bless the youths, yeah!
The children is I inheritance
Rastafari blessing is our pledge
Give thanks and praise to life and all existence
Oh yeah, oh well

How can you say no good is among the youths
And you never bend a tree from it young? Oh yes
Your system turn some bend and pollute
You give the children sex, drugs and guns, oh yes
I know your system is sleep for just one purpose
Then is it for the world to benefit when you work us?
And you no really care if it really hurt us
We not born to lose, oh yes

Politician, I say bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
Hey, the more the monkey climb, the more him expose
Ooh, you know bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
Now the youths have so much guns and them can't find food
Hey, bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
The more the monkey climb, the more him expose
Ooh, you know bloodstain deh pon your shoulders

Hey, why you suffer your ground, your wealth and what you build?
Then ooh, you know them who look out fi let them wear it as well
Then now who go get the lick get, them a go rail up and bend
No share no space with no hypocrite, burn up the whole of them
No crime never commit, man get lock down without an evidence
Inna them own residence, oh yes
The same youths you know turn drunk and fool
School the father dollar bill, they playing by the politician rule
True Mr. Condi and them nah put down them tool
Tell them so cool, send them go to school

Hey, bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
The more the monkey climb, the more him expose
Ooh, you know bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
Now them have so much guns and them can't find food
Hey, bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
Hey, the more the monkey climb, the more him expose
Ooh, you know bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
Hey, so many homeless youths

Yeah, the children need good examples to carry on
Oh, we need good influence to focus after the storm
Burn them losers, as winners we were born
King Selassie I say carry on, carry on
Remember say cock mouth kill cock, promises are false
Politician make them big talk, nothing still no gwan
I see gangsters in combat fighting a phantom war
I see that they know not what they fighting for
The children need their knick-knacks, no kick down mi stall
Mama burn her belly and ball, Babylon!

Bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
Yeah, the more the monkey climb, the more him expose
Ooh, you know bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
Oh, so much homeless youth getting unruly and rude
Hey, bloodstain deh pon your shoulders
Yeah, the more the monkey climb, yes, the more him expose
Bloodstain deh pon your shoulders...