Jamaica 2 Nice - Natasja

Jamaica

JAH make yah nice, hear

From way over east

Natasja haffi mek noise, hear

Just big up yuhself Jamaica

When mi travel throught the hills and the valley weh mi

See

The coconut the cotton and the pretty ackee tree

Country lean, green, sun a shine pon di scene

Rain just stop fall, everything fresh and clean

How mi love fi run through the bush find the corn, the

Cane

Meditation inna mi heart fi heal the mental pain

From the hilltop me see jamaican soil must be

The best inna the world fi grow good sensi

Export haffi big up government get hiccups

Rasta man nah let the thing stop

Mi feel seh mi haffi big up the youth dem weh lock up

See how long the system corrupt

Jamaica too nice fi politician gwaan fool

Jamaica too good fi gangsta do weh dem a do

Jamaica too rich fi di poor man poor how him poor

There must be a reason there must be a cure

Jamaica too nice fi rude boy do weh dem a do

Jamaica too nice fi politician play taboo

Jamaica too sweet fi di poor man poor how him poor

There must be a reason must be a cure

Si when mi come a towm mi haffi mention

The need fi di u.s.

just a run the program

See the thief and murderer deh pon dem daily mission

Weh run country and town a ton a gun

Who sit upon the nation original money don

Whos working all day long, the little man

Me nah seh nutten, mi know, seh things haffi change

New millenium the race it haffi rearrange

The cow fat and pretty, the sea is full of fish

Inna jamaica mi find mi healthiest dish

Not to mention the music and the way it make me feel

Why little Taja have to appeal

Jamaica too nice fi rude boy do wha dem a do

Jamaica too nice fi politician play taboo

Jamaica too sweet fi di poor man poor how him poor

There must be a reason there must be a cure

Jamaica too nice fi politician gwaan fool

Jamaica too good fi gangsta do weh dem a do

Jamaica too rich fi di poor man poor how him poor

There must be a reason must be a cure

Still, mi travel throught the hills and all the valley

Weh mi see

The coconut the cotton the pretty ackee tree

Country lean, green, sun a shine pon di scene

Rain just stop fall, and everything fresh and clean

Love fi run through the bush the corn, the cane

Meditation inna mi heart fi heal the pain

From the hilltop me see the soil must be

The best and the richest in the world fi grow good

Sensi

Export haffi big up government get hiccups

Rasta man just nah go stop

Mi feel seh mi haffi big up the youth dem weh lock up

See how long the system corrupt

Jamaica too nice fi politician gwaan fool

Jamaica too nice fi politician play taboo

Jamaica too rich fi di poor man poor how him poor

There must be a reason there must be a cure

Jamaica too nice fi politician play taboo

And life is too good fi gangsta do weh dem a do

Jamaica too nice fi di poor man poor how him poor

There must be a reason must be a cure

Me Know That!