Had a dream 'bout my ancestors
They told me, "Things will get better"
But first ah need to overthrow di skip and sailors
And reclaim di vessels for di Creator
To sail on seas consumed by our ancestral genes, oh oh
More than 500 years and we are still not free, no ooh
Cuz their souls perpetuate greed
Evident in the lives that they lead
Believing in only what they can see
Big man, hold ya empty apologies
So when that woman cry reparations
False king "Cough it up!"
When the tribes request artefacts
Miss lady, "Cough it up!"
From looted lands to restless hands
Losing identity in foreign nations
Better start coughing; ting imminent
Better start coughing; keep ya mucus brother man oh
We nuh really asking for no handouts
But you di ones who displaced us by di crowds
Hence the region enshrouded by dark clouds
And yuh play a HAARP to stop di sun from coming out
No wonder our blood is now thin as the ocean that you transported us on
We harbour thoughts to kill our brother but hear of murders and start to mourn
Cuz our souls perpetuate greed
Evident in the lives that we lead
Believing in only what we can see
Stupid to accept empty apologies
So when that woman cry reparations
False king "Cough it up!"
When the tribes request artefacts
Miss lady, "Cough it up!"
From looted lands to restless hands
Losing identity in foreign nations
Better start coughing; ting imminent
Better start coughing; keep ya mucus brother man oh
Had a dream 'bout my ancestors
They told me, "Things will get better"
But first ah need to overthrow di skip and sailors
And reclaim di vessels for di Creator
To sail on seas consumed by our ancestral genes, oh oh
More than 500 years and we are still not free, no ooh
Cuz their souls perpetuate greed
Evident in the lives that they lead
Believing in only what they can see
Big man, hold ya empty apologies