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P.O.D. and Matisyahu,
Original Roots In Stereo, ya know?
One time, bring it down selecta.

I got that Boom Bye Bye, so nobody disrespect, Jah love,
Give me strength and power flow through I dreads, 'nough said.
You all walk with kings, talk with kings,
When it all goes down, have no idea what it really means.
To live by words, if scripture is roots,
and the wise hold they tongue when the youth speak the truth.
You learn real quick, where I'm from if you don't belong.
Only the strong survive, Southtown and Babylon,
See Babylon Burnin to the ground, yo.
You think your number 1 wicked selecta,
Try to sneak up in my hood, we not gon'let ya,
Babylon's burnin to the ground, yo.
In the streets they hear your name, they no respect ya,
You can run and hide, in the end we gon' getcha,
Boom Biddy Bye Bye.

Original Roots In Stereo.
So rep the streets you ride on.
Chant them down with that rude boy sound,
and watch the whole world lie down.
We generals in the streets they know
Who wears the crown for shine now.
It got that champion sound moshin through your town,
We go make the world go lie down.

Me say, Hey natty dreadlocks where you come from?
Where the mountains watch the city and waters touch the sun?
Where some carry crosses like others carry guns?
And pray Jah be glorified till the day soon come.
Follow me,
Lick a shot if you a mighty warrior.
Lick a shot if you a freedom fighter.
Lick a shot if you a true souljah.
Now dance your way back to Zion,
Now Dance your way back to Zion.

I put it down for your love, till my journey is done,
And let the stories be told how the battle was won.
So I grabbed the microphone and I started to run,
Here I come, Boom Biddy Bye,
Here I come.

Boom Biddy Bye Bye,
Original Roots In Stereo.
So rep the streets you ride on.
Chant them down with that rude boy sound,
and watch the whole world lie down.
We generals in the streets they know
Who wears the crown for shine now.
It got that champion sound moshin through your town,
We go make the world go lie down.

Empty nation just a phase, redemptions on it's way.
The people love to talk but they don't got that much to say.
Generation of orphans whose hearts are all ablaze,
Little light in a lot of darkness goes a long way.
Freedom, hearts bleed, and I see them feedin poison.
Poor choices, spirits screamin, trying to break these boundaries.
Running up a mountain, chains tied to my feet.
Running up a mountain, chains tied to my feet.

Original Roots In Stereo,
So rep the streets you ride on.
Chant them down with that rude boy sound,
and watch the whole world lie down.
We generals in the streets they know
Who wears the crown for shine now.
It got that champion sound moshin through your town,
We go make the world go lie down.
We go make the world go lie down.
Make the world go lie down.

Bloodstain drippin through the rain,
Face down, trip and feel the pain.
Get up, you conduct your own train, rippin it up, stepping it up, raising it up,
We're the blood of God's veins, we gotta maintain get past the blame.
And then this fame came, for a reason and a season.
Then I'll stay up, not lay low,
And raise yours and up the offering
And then the blessings will flow.

We go make the world go lie down.
Make the world go lie down.
We go make the world go lie down.
Make the world go lie down.

Dripping in the rain, face down, trip and feel the pain,
Get up, you conduct your own train, rippin it up, stepping it up, raising it up,
We're the blood of God's veins, we gotta maintain past that of blame,
Gathers fame, came for a reason and a seasons "for me to stay up and not lay low."

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