Ijahman - Trodding

Mind how you're trodding,
In and out of foreign;
Babylon system is watching you.
Mind how you mix and mingle,
In a foreign land.
Where there is smoke, there is fire.

To the heart of Africa,
I salute old slavery victories.
My fore fathers,
Were prisoners in those days.
In pains, shackles in chains,
One meal to keep us alive.

Rowing ship ahoy row,
Cargoes for the Caribbean.
Carry us far beyond the horizon,
Negroes slaves for sale.
Tradings going on,
From Africa to Jamaica.

Mind how you're trodding,
In and out of foreign;
Babylon system is watching you.
Mind how you mix and mingle,
In a foreign land.
Where there is smoke, there is fire.

Babylon tried religion,
Christians' games fading.
Telling of their God,
They plant in the sky.
Babylon tricks never work,
They turn now to drugs and guns;
Giving it to the children of tomorrow.

Cargoes for the Caribbean.
Carry us far beyond the horizon,
Negroes slaves for sale.
Tradings going on,
From Africa to Jamaica.

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Mind how you're trodding,
In and out of foreign;
Babylon system is watching you.
Mind how you mix and mingle,
In a foreign land.
Where there is smoke, there is fire.

To the heart of Africa,
I salute old slavery victories.
My fore fathers,
Were prisoners in those days.
In pains, shackles in chains,
One meal to keep us alive.

Rowing ship ahoy row,
Cargoes for the Caribbean.
Carry us far beyond the horizon,
Negroes slaves for sale.
Tradings going on,
From Africa to Jamaica.
Cargoes for the Caribbean..

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