Listen to My Sound
Intro
King Shango, Wycleff and Charlie Charlie
(Dem fi know)
So this how it happen man
I got to Mcgregor Gully
(Link up)
Charlie Charlie put the prophet on the phone
I was speaking to Capleton
And he was like you ready
I said let's do it man
This is the remix
Verse 1
Jah Jah city, Jah Jah city I was sitting up in Brooklyn
I was listening to the Prophet son
In the middle of the hood,though it's hot hearts are cold
Cemeteries laying flowers down
Now vengence for the taking
Red flags I don't be mistaking
Gangbang initiation
Whole family shaken
Chorus
When you listen to my sound
When them a segregate and a interrogate
Why
Them couldn't get we down
Food in a plate still a hold the faith,
Jah Jah city Jah Jah town
Them wah fi violate and anialate
Them couldn't turn it ina cowboy town
Them couldn't turn it ina rude boy town
Verse 2
Ina di heart a di ghetto a deh me deh a chill
Me affi skill and bill without blood spill
(Weh me do)
Navigate water over the hill
The road red like sorrel
Kush nuff ina barrel
To Haiti from Negril we a juggle until
The mission accomplish all about the mil
Fi feed ghetto youth it's my greatest will
Wycleff Charlie Charlie and the prophet fulfill
Chorus
When you listen to my sound
When them a segregate and a interrogate
Why
Them couldn't get we down
Food in a plate still a hold the faith,
Jah Jah city Jah Jah town
Them wah fi violate and anialate
Them couldn't turn it ina cowboy town
Them couldn't turn it ina rude boy town
Verse 3
(Yo Wyclef tell em)
And as ma homie Mannie told me man you got the plug
We gonna move the product and we going make some bucks
A few years we be looking at the blib
The world is yours Scarface with the crib
Valentine valentine the prophet told me
I guess like Cham
It's another ghetto story
Hold your head up
Every yute in penaltry
I'm in the gully chilling with Charlie Charlie
Chorus
When you listen to my sound
When them a segregate and a interrogate
Why
Them couldn't get we down
Food in a plate still a hold the faith,
Jah Jah city Jah Jah town
Them wah fi violate and anialate
Them couldn't turn it ina cowboy town
Them couldn't turn it ina rude boy town
Verse 4
Tell dem say we hail the most high straight
It's not about the money and di sky scrape
Wicked not allowed in my place
It's all about my soul or my faith
I tell dem say that dem haffi give a hand
Cherish life and live along
It's not about the hype and bigger van
Food haffi plant we haffi dig along
Chorus
When you listen to my sound
When them a segregate and a interrogate
Why
Them couldn't get we down
Food in a plate still a hold the faith,
Jah Jah city Jah Jah town
Them wah fi violate and anialate
Them couldn't turn it ina cowboy town
Them couldn't turn it ina rude boy town
Outro
Yeah
Wycleff ina di ghetto weh we like it
King Shango fireman a ignite it
Charlie Charlie mystical man weh sight it
Ina the great books of history we a go write it.