Lyrics
Hard work we put in, we no hype up now
No bleach, no tattoo, nor no tight up clothes
Music alone mek we fly 'pon shows
(The Pyramid a tell dem)
True we no hype, dem no like we We bun the system, an' dem a fight we True we straight like arrow, dem parrot
True dem living inna sorrow
Rastafari a guide we Well, if you nuff
Nothing fi say, then better you no try sing
Nuff a dem a ghost fi dem duppy writing
You could a have twenty chain, thirty-five ring
You no see you flap like a butterfly wing
Hype thing, that a no my thing
An' a that me learn when me study my King
Like Spike Lee me just a do the right thing
Man a David, me go for my sling
True we no hype, dem no like we We bun the system, an' dem a fight we True we straight like arrow, dem parrot
True dem living inna sorrow
Rastafari a guide we Anointed
Dem say the people no waan no reality
A dem tar deh ya cause the calamity
Me nah have time fi go lost inna vanity
Me have a mission fi perform fi me family
Jamaica, that a me nationality
Deh ya fi build it up, when now deh haffi damage it Fi the money me nah dash away me sanity
We govern all humanity
True we no hype, dem no like we We bun the system, an' dem a fight we True we straight like arrow, dem parrot
True dem living inna sorrow
Rastafari a guide we Tell dem say hype is a shoes weh no fit me, no, no, no Me dare one youth dem weh with me Nah dash 'way my career like a frisbee
Never yet hype 'pon a fan, me tek a p?
Lyrics me spit, this well tuff like a brick this
Some soft like a biscuit, a wear dem gyal lipstick
A bare positive song deh 'pon me hit list
So when me pass and gone dem a go miss this
True we no hype, dem no like we We bun the system, an' dem a fight we True we straight like arrow, dem parrot
True dem living inna sorrow
Rastafari a guide we