Fire Pon Rome

[Intro]
Black people don't get weary
Dem tek off the shackles an chain ah set dem free we
But we still under mental slavery
Unno sing with the Star Trail posse
My Lord...

[Chorus]
Fire pon Rome
Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb
Black people waan go home
A Mount Zion a di righteous throne
Yogoh yoy yogoh yoy
Fire pon Rome
Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb
Black people waan go home
A Mount Zion a di righteous throne

[Verse 1]
Well this is my question to Issa and the one Matalon
How unno get fi own so much black people land
After dem slave, achieve nuttin' inna hand
Check out greater Portmore, Braeton
One room unno build a sell fi one million
Dem dey studio house nuh worth a hundred grand
True mi a lick out dem waa mi keep quiet
But mi a bun fire fi di one Butch Stewart
Who buy out di plane an all di pilot
True mi nuh inna Jamaica, long fi tan
Mi haffi bun fire pon the one name Azan
Everybody know how downtown a fi di poor man
How dem claims it an sey to dem it belong
No more hustling, dat mean no food inna hand
One help wi have is the Almighty One
Jamaicans help sing mi song

[Chorus]
Fire pon Rome
Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb
Black people waan go home
A Mount Zion a di righteous throne
Yogoh yoy yogoh yoy
Fire pon Rome
Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb
Black people waan go home
A Mount Zion a di righteous throne

[Verse 2]
My Lord, don't talk jus listen
Mi haffi bun fire fi P.J. Patterson
Him mek certain move an wi nuh too certain
Who put black youth behind iron curtain
True mi naw go trod inna Babylon order
Mi haffi bun fire fi one name Seaga
Everyday cost a living get harder
Have more seller mi seh more than buyer
Oh my Lord , what a pressure

[Chorus]
Fire pon Rome
Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb
Black people waan go home
A Mount Zion a di righteous throne
Yogoh yoy yogoh yoy
Fire pon Rome
Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb
Black people waan go home
A Mount Zion a di righteous throne
Wo woy!

[Verse 3]
So many things politician have stolen
Still them return with the one Bruce Golding
Saying a brand new party dem formin'
Part dem a party with dem politics meeting
Out a politics poor people get dem beatin'
Look who dem have a tun metropolitan officer
Fi tek yuh hustling out a yuh hand
When yuh look pon dem face a yuh own black man
Well out of the slum di poor people send mi
Seh fi look what a gwaan and don't disagree
Waan know what is the benefit of GCT?
It benefit you but it never fit me

[Chorus]
Fire pon Rome
Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb
Black people waan go home
A Mount Zion a di righteous throne
Yogoh yoy yogoh yoy
Fire pon Rome
Fi Pope Paul an him scissors an comb
Black people waan go home
A Mount Zion a di righteous throne