If they the big tree Then we that Small Axe Sharpened to cut you down Ready to cut you down So, if you that big tree Then we that small axe Sharpened to cut you down Ready to cut you down, get em' all back for the sounds... Of my people, lost out here For, the words from Marley still resonate Ain't safe no more, ain't been for awhile My people are tired, & way to proud Say that we not but we more connected than ever So, its evident that we gon get together In the center, settle this with weapons Yeah.... they fed up & they ready, they some rebels The levels of the hate, they've been getting Got em waiting for the seconds they can face off With the same ones that put a homie in the pavement... Now they famous for aiming What do i know though right? Who am i to say sht? I'm all about peace right I understand nature though You can't keep people down You can see it in they faces & this cage fina make me rage & i know that it outta my control & the racist won't change till the end of an age So i stay in, faded, lace hits If they the big tree Then we that Small Axe Sharpened to cut you down Ready to cut you down Nah, i ain't fina set no place on fire I ain't gotta loot no store, no Sht...gotta get good to smoke Couple hundred more hits to make with these vocals Couple hundred years of not acknowledging A system thats not apologetic To a whole species of poverty stricken people I been here 28, understanding what i need to Sht would make anybody crazy & it has, so we high... in a haze See, the only way to cope sometimes is an escape So, in a mind at times is the only place we ain't enslaved Kinda hard to believe when ya history is written by the people that put you in it.... Got you in this mess So, this is it...we finished If they the big tree Then we that Small Axe Sharpened to cut you down Ready to cut you down You got the system designed in ya favor What more do you want? Sht, fck you expect? Wasn't gon be tension? You muthafckn broke her son's neck She should break yours Let me fall back An eye for an eye, then we all handicapped ....pshh, i be like fck all that / Sometimes it just be like that When you so mad that you can't think & it seems that you can't win Gotta be the hunger, the need that brings The stress it be causing Plant you a seed & it grows but never blossoms & i don't even really know my history Been told Puerto Rico was an acquisition That means, basically..sht was stolen So i dont know who to believe, ima keep it going Keep on living, maneuver up in it Try to get a little more ahead everyday I sit & think of a lil bitty to get me ready for city to city To be a citizen & get me through it, sittin n thinking like..... In the end, it'll be all good