Sizzla
My People Rise
Hey! apostle and kalonji
Slave masters them dirty bastards they got no control over us you know what I’m saying to you
That’s right
Sovereign nation state
That’s right
Indigenous

My people rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired fi see the youths them die
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired to hear the youths them cry

Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired fi see the youths them die
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired to hear the youths them cry


Life ain’t no joking thing
When you got your family to support and thing
Everybody want food in their mouth and thing
Wanna live in a very good house and thing
Got to send my children to school
Politicians can’t take them for fool
All I can see is divide and rule
They can’t take us for no fool stool
My people rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired fi see the youths them die
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired to hear the youths them cry

Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired fi see the youths them die
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired to hear the youths them cry

Apostle tell them

Babylon burning and I do not care
Take a whiff you can smell the Stench in the air
Knowledge is power don’t be afraid to share
They shot us down in the street like a hog or a deer
Stand over our corpse like a Souvenir
Meanwhile I witness Shed a tear
Stole our riches them bloodsucking leeches
Bombing our school and burning our churches you savages

Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired fi see the youths them die
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired to hear the youths them cry
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired fi see the youths them die
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired to hear the youths them cry

Why their trying keep us down
Yeah yeah yeah
Their trying to break our spirit

Apostle say
Them come their bible but them don’t live what em practice
They speak about love but war is their financial interest
They got them Gun in em they hand bible in the other fist
Me sight them dem are right wing extremist

My people rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired fi see the youths them die
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired to hear the youths them cry

Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired fi see the youths them die
Rise up
And defend what’s right
Tired to hear the youths them cry
Written by:
Neal Daniel, Miguel Collins