| Lightning, earthquake and thunder
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| Yay yay yay yay yay yay, yay yay yay yay yay!
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| Life is here within; |
| true love is all I bring
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| Now di dutty water children sip from di spring
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| Like wave Iyah swim, like message Iyah fling
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| Dem caan draw I out like nuh puppet pon a string
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| Yuh dutty livin, cho! |
| get a lightnin
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| In this giddeon war I neva lose Iyah fi win
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| Warrior nuh shave nah trim
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| Tell di black woman she nah fi bleach har skin, hotter!
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| More life, more joy, and prosperity (More Prosperity)
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| Tell dem life, ain’t no toy, di purety I live it in
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| Life goes on and on, on and on and on
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| Life a gwaan before di pagan born
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| Life goes on and on, on and on and on
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| All dem a many to plant their corn, yeah
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| Some love di bloody city housing scheme
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| Full inequity and kind dem too mean
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| Neva ride and drop off Rasta hice red and green
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| Dem shouldn’t diss di Empress weh bright up light scene
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| I give dem honey babylon yuh give dem cream
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| Dat simply mean now yuh get burned by di steam
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| Yuh run gone fi gun and tun on siren
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| Darw heights di heights fi pure heart and clean
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| Lau di dutty water just go sip from di stream
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| Haile Selassie nuh dream Empress Diamond
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| More life, more joy, and prosperity (More Prosperity)
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| Tell dem life, ain’t no toy, di purety I live it in
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| Life goes on and on, on and on and on
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| Life a gwaan before di pagan born
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| Life goes on and on, on and on and on
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| When dem gone dem still a plant more corn
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| Give thanks bloodstream has no end
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| Life is di heights nuh mislead life children
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| Bun all enemy bun out all friend
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| Nuh plastic smile and nuff a dem a heathen
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| Borrow fi lend nuh mek sense some mix fi blend
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| Tell dem di truth and hear some natty fi defend
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| Hail I Selassie place
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| Empress Inen hail I again and again, oh
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| More life, more joy, and prosperity (More Prosperity)
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| Tell dem life, ain’t no toy, di purety I live it in
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| Life goes on and on, on and on and on
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| Life a gwaan before di pagan born
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| Life goes on and on, on and on and on
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| All dem a many to plant their corn, yeah |