Sizzla - Be I Strong lyrics

[Intro] Yeah man, I and I shall not be afraid of ten thousand of heathen that surround I and I round about Yeah man me know say who de heathen ah go dwell in ah drought Woh, ow, yeah No harm shall come upon thy children, yeah Not even the disasterous pestilence No harm shall come upon thy children, yow Not even-go tell Babylon say give me life ah me-e more ah mi friends Woh, oh, ow [chorus] Yes Jah, be I strong, whenever they rise against us They want to do us wrong, the powers of Sela**ie protect us Yes Jah, be I strong, whenever they rise against us They want to do us wrong, the powers of Sela**ie [Verse 1] Oh, let us have a great day, ohh Go, no gold for yon Could never take my place, couldn't be replace Neither buy yuh pearl nor yuh gem Oh, ah see dem praise themself, I agree, everyone needs help But if ah never, as well as whenever yuh rage Den yuh know something else, woh, oh! [chorus] Yes Jah, be I strong, whenever they rise against us They want to do me wrong, the powers of Sela**ie protect us Whenever, be I strong, whenever they rise against us They want to do I wrong, Ay!, the powers of Jah, yow [Verse 2] Dey wouldn't mind if dey could k** our youth And every time dey tell ah lie that we loot Come down in ah mi village and dem know dat dat dem toop Teaming up we village we go defend mi troop Behind d bars, ah whey dey place dey hoop Dey play ah mental game fi do make mi stoop Well nuff boy go bow, nuff boy go scoop Yow, me ah bun dem fi truth, ow! [chorus B] Yes Jah, be I strong, whenever they rise against us They want to do us wrong, the powers of Sela**ie protect us Yes Jah, be I strong, whenever they rise against us They want to do I wrong [Verse 3] Stand firm, Rastafari live forever more I and I know King Sela**ie shall come in the dark The likes of the poor want more Remember House of Parliament, did fi bun To do good, dey all ignore, ay! Ghetto youth--watch it dey mi go lick down satan We need some food, some clothes, all good education, repatriation right now Ow!, no harm shall come upon our children, Pharaoh Remember not even the disasterous pestilence No harm shall come upon thy children, oh yeah Not even the disasterous pestilence, well [Verse 2] Bun Prime Minister, bun down de soap Me gon' bun police in ah him brutal soup No call me no dan, fire pon dope Me ah de living rastaman from King Solomon root [chorus B] Ohh! yeah, ow [Verse: fading]