Lyrics WHAT WILL IT TAKE - Queen Omega, Bushman, Sizzla Kalonji

WHAT WILL IT TAKE

Ya wow
Yuh know we come fi change up weh fi change up yuh know
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know di same blood weh inna mi vein it inna you?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah-woah
Fi mek yuh know divide and conquer dem noose 'pon we too?
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know di same blood weh inna mi vein it inna you?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah-woah
Fi mek yuh know clean heart a' di only way fi go thru?
Well I nah judge no man or condemn no one
True yuh nuh inna mi plan and yuh nah join mi gang
Coulda Bobo, coulda Bingi I nuh give a damn
Bottom line we all Rastaman, yo
So if you bu’n Jesus you will bu’n Leviticus
And Deuteronomy, Numbers a' go bite di dust
Some put themself over Jah but 'member Jah come first
Some a' fight fi big slice but give me di crust
One one one one thousand different views-ooose
It only mek wi look so confu-oo-oose-ooose
And di yute dem nuh go know a' who fi choo-oo-ooose
And we wouldn’t be no different from the church, yo
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know di same blood weh inna mi vein it inna you?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah-woah
Fi mek yuh know divide and conquer dem noose 'pon we too?
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know clean heart a' di only way fi go thru?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah-woah
Fi mek yuh know divide and conquer dem noose 'pon we, yo, yo, yo.
Wagonist and Fifth Columinst
Weh only say Rasta true from Ras them waan' fi benefit
Dem never say Jah yet when dem a' worship
Dem mix up mood and attitude dem no waan' curve it
Some a' funny man some a' money man rub dem a' work it
But every tub haffi sit down pon dem own bottom
'Cause yuh hair coulda long long long, long
And your locks it coulda lo-oo-oo-oo-ng
Yuh still a' go reap the seed weh yuh so-oo-oow
So don’t you be so shallow, yo
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know di same blood weh inna mi vein it inna you?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah-woah
Fi mek yuh know clean heart a' di only way fi go thru?
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know divide and conquer dem noose 'pon we too?
Yo
Anglican and Presbyterian
And di whole a' di rest a' di denomination
Why unnu differ so much wit' views and unnu opinion?
Power struggle a' di trouble why we can’t get along
Trod go bottomless pit fi slay Satan
Woh him no deh deh no more him a' work from out a' Vati Vati.
Buckingham
Buck me down if there trouble stem from
Cah I a' one a' di true apocalypse
One more ting I want you bear in mind, miinnd
As long as the soul the soul will shine, shine
You must always la-la-la-love mankind
'Pon that me waan' yuh swear blind, yo
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know di same blood weh inna mi vein it inna you?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah-woah
Fi mek yuh know divide and conquer dem noose 'pon we too?
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know clean heart a' di only way fi go thru?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah
Fi mek yuh know
Open yuh eyes, woah woah
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know di same blood weh inna mi vein it inna you?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah-woah
Fi mek yuh know divide and conquer dem noose 'pon we too?
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know clean heart a' di only way fi go thru?
What mi haffi do-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
What will it ta-ya-ya-yake
Fi mek yuh know di same blood weh inna mi vein it inna you?