Trod it, Trod on, yea!
Trod on Trod on Trod on
Trod on Trod on Trod on out a Babylon
Trod on Trod on Trod on
Trod on Trod on Trod on out a Babylon
From a distance they see the youths all the vibes,
Ignorant dem be and dem can't analyze
A figure out that dem life must be lies,
So we burn dem hypocrite and all dem social ties
The youths a rise, and it a trigger dem disguise,
Can't chant Nyabinghi and step aside,
A devil ride is what dem hoping fi provide,
But the almighty Jah will never left my side
We're never gonna sit 'mongst the wicked, just like a fruit tree,
Just gotta be me, that's free as can be,
Help we cleanse this vicinity, we're never gonna play,
Well there aint no way, that we crowd and the vibes can't stay
A dis a one a come real fi come outplay
Things that the ghetto youth dem go through everyday
And I say you have fi push on, and you say rastaman keep on
And I say only faith is strong,
And know your meditation just so cool and calm
From a distance they see the youths all the vibes,
Ignorant dem be and dem can't analyze
A figure out that dem life must be lies,
So we burn dem hypocrite and all dem social ties
The youths a rise, and it a trigger dem disguise,
Can't chant Nyabinghi and step aside,
A devil ride is what dem hoping fi provide,
But the almighty Jah will never left my side
And while we stay up in a de ghetto and just roaming,
Certain things of the world I'm not condoning
Dem all a back war, genetics, and dem cloning,
And use infrared fi cut the toning,
Homing device the Babylon dem controlling
Weeping, the knashing of teeth, will be moaning,
If we don't do something to stop the groaning
Half we little youths in the world a gone get dem thrown in
So why stay when go is a better way
Sometimes it feels like a getaway,
But I know Ras Tafari the only way
He keep me focus night and day,
Trod it, Trod on,
Trod on Trod on Trod on
Trod on Trod on Trod on out a Babylon
Trod on Trod on Trod on
Trod on Trod on Trod on out a Babylon
From a distance they see the youths all the vibes,
Ignorant dem be and dem can't analyze
A figure out that dem life must be lies,
So we burn dem hypocrite and all dem social ties
The youths a rise, and it a trigger dem disguise,
Can't chant Nyabinghi and step aside,
A devil ride is what dem hoping fi provide,
But the almighty Jah will never left my side
We're never gonna sit 'mongst the wicked, just like a fruit tree,
Just gotta be me, that's free as can be,
Help we cleanse this vicinity, we're never gonna play,
Well there aint no way, that we crowd and the vibes can't stay
A dis a one a come real fi come outplay
Things that the ghetto youth dem go through everyday
And I say you a fi push on,
And you say rastaman keep on
And I say only faith is strong,
And know your meditation just so cool and calm
From a distance they see the youths all the vibes,
Ignorant dem be and dem can't analyze
A figure out that dem life must be lies,
So we burn dem hypocrite and all dem social ties
The youths a rise, and it a trigger dem disguise,
Can't chant Nyabinghi and step aside,
A devil ride is what dem hoping fi provide,
But the almighty Jah will never left my side
Sitting in a one way, ride natty ride I say go deh deh today
Sitting in a one way….. Bambú Station and Splatter House
Bless the youth dem inna de V.I., love you.