Generation of orphans whose hearts are all ablaze
So I grabbed the microphone and I started to run
Make the world go lie down
You think you're number 1 wicked selecta
For a reason and a season
Publishers: JASON TRUBY PUBLISHING, RIPPED OFF PUBLISHING
Drippin' in the rain, face down
Get up, you conduct your own train
We gotta maintain past that of blame
Get up, you conduct your own train
Rippin' it up, steppin' it up, raisin' it up
And watch the whole world lie down
Only the strong survive, Southtown and Babylon
The people love to talk but they don't got that much to say
One time, bring it down selecta
Face down, trip and feel the pain
To live by words, if scripture is roots
Lick a shot if you a freedom fighter
And then this fame came
Now dance your way back to Zion
Then I'll stay up, not lay low
When it all goes down, have no idea what it really means
Original Roots In Stereo, ya know
Chant them down with that rude boy sound
Give me strength and power flow through white dreads 'nough said
Who wears the crown for shine now
Boom Biddy Bye Bye, Original Roots In Stereo
[Incomprehensible]
Try to sneak up in my hood, we not gon' let ya
We go make the world go lie down
So rep the streets you ride on
So rep the streets you ride on
Bloodstain drippin' through the rain
We generals in the streets they know
It got that champion sound moshin' through your town
Original Roots In Stereo
We're the blood of God's veins
I put it down for your love, till my journey is done
Make the world go lie down
We go make the world go lie down
We're the blood of God's veins
We go make the world go lie down
Where some carry crosses like others carry guns
Songwriters: Noah Bernardo, Mark Daniels, Matthew Miller, Paul Sandoval, Jason Truby
Empty nation just a phase, redemptions on it's way
And watch the whole world lie down
And raise yours and up the offering
Freedom, hearts bleed and I see them feedin' poison
And then the blessin's will flow
Poor choices, spirits screamin', tryin' to break these boundaries
Make the world go lie down
Who wears the crown for shine now
So rep the streets you ride on
It got that champion sound moshin' through your town
And the wise hold they tongue when the youth speak the truth
We go make the world go lie down
Follow me, lick a shot if you a mighty warrior
I got that Boom Bye Bye, so nobody disrespect, Jah love
In the streets they hear your name, they no respect ya
And let the stories be told how the battle was won
You all walk with kings, talk with kings
We generals in the streets they know
You can run and hide, in the end we gon' getcha
And watch the whole world lie down
You learn real quick, where I'm from if you don't belong
It got that champion sound moshin' through your town
Gathers fame, came for a reason and a seasons
Original Roots In Stereo
Me say, hey natty dreadlocks where you come from?
Chant them down with that rude boy sound
We generals in the streets they know
Trip and feel the pain
Rippin' it up, steppin' it up, raisin' it up
Little light in a lot of darkness goes a long way
And pray Jah be glorified till the day soon come
Here to stay up, not lay low
We go make the world go lie down
Running up a mountain, chains tied to my feet
P.O.D. and Matisyahu
Who wears the crown for shine now
Lick a shot if you a true soul Jah
We go make the world go lie down
We gotta maintain get past the blame
Chant them down with that rude boy sound
Running up a mountain, chains tied to my feet
Here I come, Boom Biddy Bye, here I come, Boom Biddy Bye Bye
Now dance your way back to Zion
Where the mountains watch the city and waters touch the sun