Yo Anju Blaxx Tell the ghetto youth them Hold on One day we’ll be free at last If your mother gone Or your daddy gone Hold faith in a the Gideon Unno everybody perfect like giddi man Have fi make the millions Strapped with me K fi enemy plans Mi bad charge dem weh a hold remand One day you’ll be free at last Grow coarse like prison wall Everything we still get the minimal Society still treat we like criminals But one day we’ll be free at last Jamaica Hold on On day we’ll be free at last Hold on On day we’ll be free at last Spread your wings and fly away Freedom come my way (Yeah) Long rifle and hand grenade The system make people ‘fraid Sufferation from Africa to India Suicide world, this we live inna It’s like a sinking sand, this we dig inna But one day we’ll be free at last You no fi trust every gal Mi no trust no friend, mi no trust pen pal Them same one gon plan your funeral Eat fish and bread and Then them sing and laugh Real thugs from the day mi born No sell out fi no damn True Religion Bamma terror and scumpy memories live on Unuh mother hope unuh soul is free at last Spread your wings and fly away Freedom come my way (Yeah) Long rifle and hand grenade The system make people ‘fraid Sufferation from Africa to India Suicide world, this we live inna It’s like a sinking sand, this we dig inna But one day we’ll be free at last Hold on On day we’ll be free at last Hold on On day we’ll be free at last