Something for the nation, uplift the people!
Mi bun dem up fi real, mi bus di seven seal,
Mi bun dem up fi real, Selassie I is real.
Dis a nobodoy a deal, oh no!

Oonu bettah know, oonu bettah wise my people.
Oonu bettah look, an' analyze my people.
Oonu bettah get up, an' rise my people.
Trample corruption and di evil, woah!

Oonu bettah know, oonu bettah wise my people.
Oonu bettah look, an' analyze my people.
Oonu bettah get up, an' rise my people.
Trample corruption and di evil, woah!

Things and time will tell,
Wicked heart is going to hell, yo.
Breaking all these evil spells,
Nuff ghetto youth me see them end, whoah, yeah.
Through the things that them a sell, whoah,
They don't want the youth dem be prepared, whoah.
I put them in the bottom of a well,
And the fire burn and purge them like a shell, oh, oh.

Oonu bettah know, oonu bettah wise my people.
Oonu bettah look, an' analyze my people.
Oonu bettah get up, an' rise my people.
Trample corruption and di evil, woah!

Oonu bettah know, oonu bettah wise my people.
Oonu bettah look, an' analyze my people.
Oonu bettah get up, an' rise my people.
Trample corruption and di evil, woah!

My heart goes out,
To see the innocent life going down in the street.
My heart goes out,
To see the motherless cry and the fatherless weep.
My heart cries out,
To see the innocent life going down in the street.
My heart goes out,
Keep it burning, yeah!

They try to distort the minds of the youth, yeah,
By disguise and disregarding the truth, yeah.
And never even teach them how to plant a seed,
To grow a tree, to bear a fruit whoa, alright then.
They give them big guns to shoot, yeah,
Try to turn the woman them in prostitute, yeah, whoah.
Oh! Rastafari couldn't go mute,
We ago burn the fire ca we nah follow suit, no, whoo, whoo.

Oonu bettah know, oonu bettah wise my people.
Oonu bettah look, an' analyze my people.
Oonu bettah get up, an' rise my people.
Trample corruption and di evil, woah!

Oonu bettah know, oonu bettah wise my people.
Oonu bettah look, an' analyze my people.
Oonu bettah get up, an' rise my people.
Trample corruption and di evil, woah!

And why see much innocent killing, whoah.
And why see much innocent blood spilling, yeah.
They even try to kill for a shilling,
Come on tell them something [?].
Ask them sey!
'Cause this killing is over with..
Is the destruction all over oil,
Or because they want to [?] the days of the night,
So I want to ask them why they using the soil,
We must burn them..