Blessed - Beenie Man

Blessed!

Preacher a query of what I am

Blessed be unto Thee, the holy trinity forever, King of kings and Lord of lords,

conquering lion of the tribe of Judah

Blessed, seen

I sing

Who seek knowledge, get dem wisdom increase

Me no believe inna the devil or the mark of the beast

I rather dead, before me put the triple six inna mi head

I sing, I sing

Love Jah and live, or hate him and die

They teach us 'bout the Pope and not Selassie I

And we all know the whole of dem a Popus pie

That’s why Beenie Man sing say…

Blessed be thy name

For certain wrongs I’ve done, who is to take the blame?

It’s a shame

Blessed be thy name

I see Babylon a work, and dem a work in vain

I ask!

Who inoculate the ghetto youth dem brain?

Introduce the youth dem to the crack and cocaine?

Man a push needle inna dem main vein

Who make the backdoor deal down the lane?

Fi the big MAC-11, dem fly down pon plane

Presidents and prime ministers, none you can blame

Two of dem a play inna a rich man’s game

Man blow the whistle, dem haffi find another lane

Babylon carry we come a Yaad under chains

Rape all the women, send the man fi chop canes

Dem always say we’re mad when we shout Selassie’s name

«Immanuel!»

People say we’re insane

Give dem a praise waan we do the same

Babylon release the chain and dem a use dem brain

So, blessed be thy name

For certain wrongs I’ve done, who is to take the blame?

It’s a shame

Blessed be thy name

I see Babylon a work, and dem a work in vain

Hear this!

Inna Jam Down it’s the land of profit

So why Pope Paul a get the benefit?

Why him never come yah when Gilbert deh yah?

Why him pick fi come when Beenie Man get hotter

True him know say me clever, have the world a shiver

Lace up mi shoes and all a buckle up mi collar

Nelson Mandela is a burning desire

Burning from when, from some great ancestors

Who deh pon the mic?

Nuh Beenie man, the mobster

Oh God, He is my father

So, blessed be thy name

For certain wrongs I’ve done, who is to take the blame?

It’s a shame

Blessed be thy name

I see Babylon a work, and dem a work in vain

Preacher man, life after death, don’t bring that to I

'Bout, «Your body can dead and your spirit cannot die»

Through years of growing up dem a teach man pure lies

And teach we 'bout Combusus and not Selassie I

How Selassie blossomed, that’s why the man died

Wha' me hear through the world, water fall from mi eyes

Fi see the world a bow down in front this white guy

With tall silky hair and this big blue eyes

'Bout, him a the son of the Almighty High

A Jah one me fear, and no other guy

Selassie I ever living and can’t die

So, blessed be thy name

For certain wrongs I’ve done, who is to take the blame?

It’s a shame

Blessed be thy name

I see Babylon a work, and dem a work in vain

From top!

Who seek knowledge, get dem wisdom increase

Me no believe inna the devil or no mark of the beast

I rather dead, before me put the triple six inna mi head

I sing, I sing

Love Jah and live, or hate him and die

They teach us 'bout the Pope and not Selassie I

And we all know the whole of dem a Popus pie

That’s why Beenie Man sing again…

Blessed be thy name

For certain wrongs I’ve done, who is to take the blame?

It’s a shame

Blessed be thy name

I see Babylon a work, and dem a work in vain

Beenie ask!

Who inoculate the ghetto youth dem brain?

Introduce the youth dem to the crack and cocaine?

Man a push needle inna dem main vein

Who make the backdoor deal down the lane?

With the big MAC-11, dem fly down pon plane

Presidents and prime ministers, none you can blame

Two of dem a play inna a rich man’s game

Man blow the whistle, dem haffi find another lane

Babylon carry we come a Yaad under chains…