Everyday Psalms of David

Every day dem get up an a work witchcraft

Say dem heart clean ask dem which part

Wan’t tep pan poor people like we a foot clath

Can’t kill we an laugh

We nar smaddy fu dem play wid

Because me arm with the psalms of david

Yow dem want hear me fail big

But dem nar see me get humiliated

Cause me nar smaddy fu dem play wid

Hay dem an satan related

A come and throw blows

Jah Jah left dem frustrated

Yow yow yow

Prepare fu di warfare cause it spiritual

So me pray all day keep it biblical

Look out fu di dutty heart individuals

Who a get up every day an a work rituals

Wish evil fu people fu dem it usual

Dem no wan’t youths fu get di buss big 50 cal

So every dem day sitdown pon we name big sissy gal

Dem wan’t fu kill di general an tun up a di funeral

Mad mad well militant no grow retarded

An every day a King Selassie me a par with

You no see a clean heart dem a try target

But Jah Jah tell we say forgive dem but no forget

Dem dutty mind a that a beat dem di hardest

And dem fu know what dem sow dem a go harvest

A black magic dem a practice darkness

Di vampire dem a roam an dem heartless

Every day dem get up an a work witchcraft

Say dem heart clean ask dem which part

Wan’t tep pan poor people like we a foot clath

Can’t kill we an laugh

We nar smaddy fu dem play wid

Because me arm with the psalms of david

Yow dem wan’t hear me fail big

But dem nar see me get humiliated

Cause me nar smaddy fu dem play wid

Me ever arm with the psalms of david

Say dem an satan related

A come and throw blows

Jah Jah Mek dem frustrated

Yow yow

Di rastaman no work sciemce King selassie me rely on

Mek me tougher than a ion so dem couldn’t touch di lion

Mamber david slew di giant but di wicked keep trying

Now a obiah dem buying to tie down youths crime

Tell dem cleanse dem dutty mind since di father a time

Put money pan we head an now dem end up dying

Dem no want youth shine dem no stop sprinkle oil

Dem fu buy iniquity how di money dem will find

Fe uplift dem self dem no invest a dime

Back way all tree dem a climb

Jah know dem people a some real idiot you know

Every day dem get up an a work witchcraft

Say dem heart clean ask dem which part

Wan’t tep pan poor people like we a foot clath

Can’t kill we an laugh

We nar smaddy fu dem play wid

Because me arm with the psalms of david

Yow dem want hear me fail big

But dem nar see me get humiliated

Cause me nar smaddy fu dem play wid

Dem an satan related

A come and throw blows

Jah Jah left dem frustrated