Generation
Aaaah, aaah...
Aaaah, aaah...
[Chorus (Jesse Royal)]
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
[Verse 1]
I and I could a never be a baldhead
Tree rooter, shooter, you real Congo Dread
You nah go see me inna Babylon a beg bread
Blazing the fire 'pon Rome instead
Never waan hear weh the Rastaman say
Now a Judgement Day and it's too late to pray
Heard the good news and chose to delay
Zion gave deep, and a work with bride
If you have a clean heart, pure inside
Haile Selassie a the prototype
When I show you the truth, you gonna see the light
A teach, we a teach, we no come fi fight
I wanna see Jah children live upright
I hope you'll see it clear
Oh, Babylon beware...
[Chorus (Jesse Royal)]
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
[Verse 2 (Jo Mersa)]
Royal
This generation cyaan generic
Bloodline a the Most High, we inherit
Build we foundation, watch Babylon perish
Beat the bingi drum and we a watch it from the terrace
Bwoy a choke like Norris, spin like Ferris?
Jeter like Derek, Scratch like Perry
Me putting up a resistance, just like Beres
Cool and deadly, just like Jesse
Here I come with love just like Dennis
It need fi replenish, life we fi cherish
Count fi your blessings, know Jah Jah bless it
This generation a go relay the message
We criss like Ellis, Babylon terrace
Know say we zealous, unwell rebellious
Unapologetic, we no synthetic
Fire weh we blaze, Babylon nah fi let it
[Chorus (Jesse Royal)]
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
[Verse 3 (Jesse Royal)]
Lord a privilege this like progress
I wanna see the ghetto youths dem hopeless
We a go lef' the old Vatican pope-less
Is a take over, not a protest
Trodding on the wine press much too long
The four hundred years have come and gone
I hope you see it clear
Oh, Babylon beware
[Chorus (Jesse Royal)]
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation
This here generation, this here generation