Lyrics

Still another day in the struggle Times is getting hard, good riddims go bubble For all the days I was living in trouble Now every single day I count my blessings on the double So I play the one drop for them old times When my eyes were to blind to see Still a lot of karma to collect, wrongs got to correct And I know them coming back for me Still I got to trod on I keep up Ever work but the work is never done This is the time, this is the place Babylon a never make I go astray Now with this Iya Iya loving Go on and bring it back to me Iya lovin, all of your love Still I know them days they are numbered Even when them fading and them changing to another Give I the strength like a child from the mother Deliver I from sufferation Free I from the struggle Feel it flowing on inside you & I Precious is the gift of life We are the foolish and the wise Enlightened in the darkest of times So fearful are them wicked for the righteous to arise And I don't care what none of them say Play the music we love to play Can't stop the wave from crashing I don't care what none of them say Play the music we love to play Dream on until the end Burn them wicked fire judgement Still I got to trod on I keep up Ever work but the work is never done This is the time, this is the place Babylon a never make I go astray Now with this Iya Iya loving Live up live up live up live up oh yeah
Writer(s): Blake Bartz, Daniel Monar, Nathan Feinstein, Luis Tovar, Nicholas Loporchio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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