The Ceiling

You never gonna reach until you make change
Never gonna make it til you rearrange
You taking up your gun and bout you gonna range
Tell me why you acting so strange - acting so strange

I see the ceiling too low
Got to find a way out got to find a way out
I want some more room to grow
Got to find a way out got to find a way out

Dem a move to drastic
And the smile dem a come around with too plastic
And dem seh dem fantastic
Dem stretch and a stretch and a buss like lastic
Dem think dem gymnastic
We nuh listen we nuh see no we nuh hear dem gossip
And a wonder what dem practice
Dem a gwaan and a gwaan and dem still cyaan top dis
So we ask dem a what dis
Some a dem come try spy and a try come block dis
And dem know we go lock dis
And dem know to themselves seh we done did got dis
So nuh botter come try trap dis
Cause a storm outta road when fattis drop dis
Dis a one pon the top list
And nobody can flop dis

I see the ceiling too low
Got to find a way out got to find a way out
I want some more room to grow
Got to find a way out got to find a way out

Hey mister confusion
We need some space from your intrusion
It a go on from too long
We a try you deny but we think dem too strong
We a tell you seh nuh do wrong
You a sell out the youth for less than a few grand
You tricks and illusion causing mental persecution
So we come here with an antidote
Correct the situation with the song we wrote
Nobodda think seh you can rock the boat rock the boat
Yes you got to keep it a float
Nobodda think you can lock we out
Nobodda think you can block we out
Nobodda think you can drop we out knock we out
No you cyaan flop we out

I see the ceiling too low
Got to find a way out got to find a way out
I want some more room to grow
Got to find a way out got to find a way out