Listen to My Sound

Intro King Shango, Wycleff and Charlie Charlie (Dem fi know) So this how it happen man I got to Mcgregor Gully (Link up) Charlie Charlie put the prophet on the phone I was speaking to Capleton And he was like you ready I said let's do it man This is the remix Verse 1 Jah Jah city, Jah Jah city I was sitting up in Brooklyn I was listening to the Prophet son In the middle of the hood,though it's hot hearts are cold Cemeteries laying flowers down Now vengence for the taking Red flags I don't be mistaking Gangbang initiation Whole family shaken Chorus When you listen to my sound When them a segregate and a interrogate Why Them couldn't get we down Food in a plate still a hold the faith, Jah Jah city Jah Jah town Them wah fi violate and anialate Them couldn't turn it ina cowboy town Them couldn't turn it ina rude boy town Verse 2 Ina di heart a di ghetto a deh me deh a chill Me affi skill and bill without blood spill (Weh me do) Navigate water over the hill The road red like sorrel Kush nuff ina barrel To Haiti from Negril we a juggle until The mission accomplish all about the mil Fi feed ghetto youth it's my greatest will Wycleff Charlie Charlie and the prophet fulfill Chorus When you listen to my sound When them a segregate and a interrogate Why Them couldn't get we down Food in a plate still a hold the faith, Jah Jah city Jah Jah town Them wah fi violate and anialate Them couldn't turn it ina cowboy town Them couldn't turn it ina rude boy town Verse 3 (Yo Wyclef tell em) And as ma homie Mannie told me man you got the plug We gonna move the product and we going make some bucks A few years we be looking at the blib The world is yours Scarface with the crib Valentine valentine the prophet told me I guess like Cham It's another ghetto story Hold your head up Every yute in penaltry I'm in the gully chilling with Charlie Charlie Chorus When you listen to my sound When them a segregate and a interrogate Why Them couldn't get we down Food in a plate still a hold the faith, Jah Jah city Jah Jah town Them wah fi violate and anialate Them couldn't turn it ina cowboy town Them couldn't turn it ina rude boy town Verse 4 Tell dem say we hail the most high straight It's not about the money and di sky scrape Wicked not allowed in my place It's all about my soul or my faith I tell dem say that dem haffi give a hand Cherish life and live along It's not about the hype and bigger van Food haffi plant we haffi dig along Chorus When you listen to my sound When them a segregate and a interrogate Why Them couldn't get we down Food in a plate still a hold the faith, Jah Jah city Jah Jah town Them wah fi violate and anialate Them couldn't turn it ina cowboy town Them couldn't turn it ina rude boy town Outro Yeah Wycleff ina di ghetto weh we like it King Shango fireman a ignite it Charlie Charlie mystical man weh sight it Ina the great books of history we a go write it.