We don't have no time in this life to lose. Oh yea
It's our decision.
We gonna have no more starvation.
We know hard times that we been passing through, oh yea
But through the power of Jah higher,
We gonna bring them to the fire.
And all the blessings will be falling all night,
Like rain in summer.
Must have the power to refill our cup right, not flowing over.
We have control of our living, sing all the souls of the sun.
And there's nobody gonna hold me down
And there's nobody gonna hold me down now.
Because the people they must all eat bread.
Because the people they must all eat bread.
So let the music that we spread out be your food tonight.
Because the people they must all eat bread,
But they're dying in the streets instead.
The people they must all eat bread and live up tonight.
Look at what you said already,
Now you're running out of melody,
And you're hoping it will be okay.
I say too late. too late. too late.
Come on and greet devotion.
And you're hoping that the gate's still open.
And you're hoping it won't be too late.
This could be the first calling for the end of days.
This could be the last trumpet.
You better kneel and pray.
This could be the first calling for the end of days.
And everyone shall be known and seen by his conduct and virtue.
Jah is mighty and he rules over nations.
We have control of the riddim.
We have control of the vibe.
And everybody gonna hear the sound
And everybody gonna hear the sound now.
Because the people they must all eat bread.
Because the people they must all eat bread.
So let the music that we spread out be your food tonight.
The people they must all eat bread,
But they're dying in the streets instead.
The people they must all eat bread and live up tonight.
Writer(s): Elliot Martin, Kevin Kinsella, Elliot Samuel Martin
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