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(Ancient Times Riddim) Produced by Kris Kemist
Reality Shock Records - www.realityshock.com
Lyrics: "Righteousness is Bless
Give thanks & praises for life
Unto the Most High...Jah Rastafari.

Put down your arms & come Ethiopians
Put down your arms & come
Come make we stand together
in unification & fight the forces of the wicked ones

Man of today put your shoulder to the wheel
Melt down your weapon made of iron & steel
Fashion them as instrument to gwan till the soil
Cos thats the only way the enemy plan fi get foil
Have you ever noticed what is happening in the world?
Wicked dem a plundering diamonds & oil
Inna this ya time man ago nyam concrete
If him nuh return to the farm & start plant food fi eat

Cant you see say babylon dem still a trick we
We a import dem food but dem still a constrict we
Now the price of rice, cooking oil & flour
It no rise by the day but it a rise by the hour

Anytime me think Jah know it want sick me yo
things dem nowadays dem changing so quickly
theres no patience inna dis time, youths dem turning to crime
cos mama finding it so hard to feed pickney, woi

Cant you see say babylon economy crumbling
Same time earthquake & volcano rumbling
Destruction in all diverse place
Soon the whole of the wicked dem ago be put to waste
So who on earth on them should we be dependant
Ethiopian, African descendants and all righteous people
who know what life's worth, let's strengthen ourselves in the land of mans birth yo
(Chorus)

The only way for I&i to eliviate the pain
& manage ourselves through dis yah economic strain
We haffi stop fighting over petty material & turn to the farming again
Cant you see the whole of the wicked a skin off dem teeth
cos dem supply we everything, even food fi eat
& now the price of their commodities getting higher
Instead of being self-sufficient we remain as the buyer
(Chorus)

So many youths dem gone upon a western journey
Forget bout dem culture, never learn from history
Now dem want divide we it's the same old story
While they continue their plunder & tek way we glory.
So many unemployed they want to be susperstar
to wear pretty clothes & drive fancy cars
Soon the whole of we ago nyam tyre & tar
Cause without food me say you cannot reach far."