Eyes Of The People

Now hear this!
Highness road, my rocky hill where we sleep

Wha' see me treat poor people like a rubbish and a rubbish heap?
Don Gorgon a show dem how unuh speak
Lord of mercy!
Mmmmm
Peen a me, nah me nah no waan

Poor people shout out, this a reality unuh waan
Salute the Don Gorgon again
Ribbit it and tell dem, a reality unuh need
Salute the Don Gorgon again
Make me shout out say

Dem no like it a when the Gorgon chat
Beat me, but me word you can't stop
Dem no like it a when the Gorgon chat
You beat me, but me word you can't stop

Because me tired of this, you know me tired of that
Lord!
How people living like a damn idiot
Down a Riverton City people nah no comfort
People living down deh pon piece of cardboard box
And when me see the situation me haffi cry like that
Me mum up pon her belly say, "Ninja, what's that?"
Is that love kitty me grow you as a lad weh come hot?
And you ambitious and just move to the top

But dem no like it a when the Gorgon chat
Say, "Prime Minister go look pon that"
Dem no like it a when the Gorgon chat
Say, "Opposition go go look pon that"

Everyday unuh sit down, me say pon the hilltop
Giving orders and take man fi damn idiot
When we poor, we put an put unuh pon top
A bare brutalization behind that
When me done talk and me say when me done chat
Unuh can do weh unuh want 'cause me no care 'bout that

Dem no like it a when the Gorgon chat
Mmm, beat me, but me word you can't stop
When me done chat, people already hear that

Bob Marley start the work, unuh take him head top
Same way unuh lick down Marcus Garvey's plot
But Ninja Man come yah tell you what is what
Until Master God appear pon the spot
Unuh nah get the Don Gorgon trade back
Me a the eyes of the people, that's why the heathen waan me dead

Ribbit it again!
Me a the eyes of the people, that's why dem waan me lose mi head
Watch yah now man!
'Cause me lock down mi set like a damn mad man
Never did a pay poor people no attention
When me see the situation go to consideration
And me see the whole Jamaica inna frustration
Me haffi take it up back inna mi blasted hand
'Cause all me did a hear 'bout a matey song
And poor people facing pure destruction

Can't even get food in the ghetto fi nyam
One pound of flour almost cost a million

Wonder wha' this a, what a situation
You can't buy rice, what the hell unuh man want inna me?
Jesus Christ, me don't understand
Hunger people get that a the damn rich man

Say, dem no like it a when the Gorgon chat
But people unuh can't make me stop
Dem no like it a when the Gorgon chat
Mmm, me start mi work and me know it
Mmm, me say, the road, and now the
Lane, the avenue, and now the street
When me start mi work, Jah know it, mmm
And now the road, and now the lane, the avenue, and now the street
When me start mi work, me say, it haffi complete again

Put on the agony and turn on the heat
Too under hypocritical Maccabee

Watch how dem a peep up pon the seer street
Poor man almost nyam out a garbage heap
All dem yah sitting make me see how it steep
Road might be rocky, and hill might be steep
But pressure long, Saint Andrew did

Almighty God unuh fi turn to pon the street
Because long as you have God, unuh can't get defeat
Hail Ninja Man, Nice, and to Unique
Mi boss inna Zion go mourn, wicked man dem a go weep

I man a go tell you 'bout a Ghanian heat
Watch those type of people pressure poor man feet
Wait 'til Almighty God turn on the heat
There shall be weeping, and a wailing, and a gnashing of teeth
But me see it!
A from last, last week
But me see it!
The agony and the heat
Dem a gwan like say the...