Beggars On The Streets

Pre-chorus:

(Is this life that the beggars on the streets live

O Jah-Jah?

We ask for bread but we're given the tails of scorpions

Maa!

Is this life that the beggars on the streets live

O Jah-Jah?

We ask for waters but we're given the bottles of poison

Baa! X²)

Walking down the streets of the city

Counting up the blessings of the nation

Where modernity has killed humanity

In "For God and My Stomach" food-chain motto

Looking at the beggar on the streets

Jobs too many on the streets for the boys 

School walls falling down, down, down, down

The hospitals have too many drugs (maa)

Death is cheaper than life oh, oh!

The politicians beg the voters afore elections;

The voters beg the politicians after elections!

I'm one of the beggars on the streets

Hear me —

(Chorus 2)

(Is this life that the beggars on the streets live

O Jah-Jah?

We ask for bread but we're given the tails of scorpions

Ma!

Is this life that the beggars on the streets live

O Jah-Jah?

We ask for waters but we're given the bottles of poison

Ba! X²)

Verse 2

Walking down the streets of the city

Counting up the blessings of the nation

Too many meats on the streets (oh, oh!)

The floods of the blood like petals of rose

The vultures hover overhead gobbling (oh)

The crows return home by the dry season

Swooping down, swooping on the backs of rats —

Those that demand for freedom!

The people want equal rights and justice

Do they care about how we die like flies

Except the dollars, fame and power-to-be?

I'm one of the beggars on the streets...

(Swordsmith raps)

I've walked on top of broken skulls

On top of floods of blood

Of dying, and starving African beggars

Stretching their hands

To the eyeless world

That sees by the eye but blind in the mind (yeah)

Some see scars in my stars

But I see stars in my scars

I was born by a street beggar,

A grave-digger;

A beggar with a king's heart

Is better a king with a beggar's heart (yeah)

(Chorus till it fades all...)