[Hook: Mighty Moe & Logic]
I got to give thank son praises
Jaja bless me for different stages
But we got to stay strong for the changes
Babylon wind up, we in cages
Yeah we got to give thanks
For the air that we breathe
Give thanks, for the food that we receive
Give thanks, for the land and the sea
Give thanks, for the fruit on the trees

[Verse 1: Logic]
You see give thanks for my mother
Thanks for my brothers
Thanks for my sister cause I love her
I wanna give thanks for my daughter my life she's my heartbeat
Thanks for uncles, my aunties
Thanks for my cousins, thanks for nieces and nephews
Whichever God you praise may he bless you, Give Thanks
I can walk, I can talk so I give thanks
Give thank for my strong Irish nun
I give thanks that my dad changed
Give thanks that I made today, and I never stray
Give thanks that I never been in a cage
The Babylon won't change but I give thanks
Give thanks for the smiles on our faces the people from many different races, give thanks
Give thanks for the real ones that take a stand
Don't take, give thanks
[Hook: Mighty Moe & Logic]
I got to give thank son praises
Jaja bless me for different stages
But we got to stay strong for the changes
Babylon wind up, we in cages
Yeah we got to give thanks
For the air that we breathe
Give thanks, for the food that we receive
Give thanks, for the land and the sea
Give thanks, for the fruit on the trees

[Verse 2: Mighty Moe]
Yes!.., more than a little, more than a peice
This is more than just me
More than a MC, more than a tune
This is more than a beat
I'm feeling kinda moreish, I'ma feen
I'm cruising in the morning
Cast a way if it gets boring
I ain't mourning over those who are snoring
I already put the calling
Many record but few would chosen
So stop the supposing, you already nosing
But does you really know him
Cause he's not unaware
You can't even phone him
Sometimes you meet him at home
Sometimes you meet him when you zone
More time, you meet him when you're grown
So let the truth be known
I only found him when I was all alone
But just how it goes
Every man [?]
[Hook: Mighty Moe & Logic]
I got to give thank son praises
Jaja bless me for different stages
But we got to stay strong for the changes
Babylon wind up, we in cages
Yeah we got to give thanks
For the air that we breathe
Give thanks, for the food that we receive
Give thanks, for the land and the sea
Give thanks, for the fruit on my trees

[Verse 3: Big Frizzle]
My daddy is a rasta
You know what it is Haile Selassie on the wall
Aroma incence I'm cobra of intent
No cobra intent, In here to snake men
I wear that state men, I air a fake friend
I'm my brother's keeper, I won't answer the door
When I hear knockin' from the reaper
I'm screamin' out more life watch me throw away the reefer
Like the life of a mortal warrior attitude I teach ya
In trying to be a preacher
[?]
They wanna know my influence
My influ hence how we do it
My pen fluid as fluent
The stage I flew for it
Pen sick like flute in it
To who on our shit flew
Oo clever bird if you caught that
But you got dirty hands too
[Hook: Mighty Moe & Logic]
I got to give thank son praises
Jaja bless me for different stages
But we got to stay strong for the changes
Babylon wind up, we in cages
Yeah we got to give thanks
For the air that we breathe
Give thanks, for the food that we receive
Give thanks, for the land and the sea
Give thanks, for the fruit on the trees