Why Do Black Men Fuss And Fight by Hugh Mundell Lyrics
[Intro]
Oh, why?
Oh, why?
[Chorus]
Why do black men fuss and fight on this earth?
And I know, we are all Jah Jah's children
And I know, we are all Selassie I’s children
[Verse 1]
But, some of them out there are bag-of-wolf in sheep clothing
Because, dem nat up dem head
An' dem fight 'gainst dem own black brethren
Cheating and back-biting is no good, my African brothers
So, trod the right way
Don’t be like those careless Ethiopians who went astray
Don't be like those careless Ethiopians who went astray
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
Why do black men fuss and fight on this earth?
And I know, we arе all Selassie I's children
And I know, wе are all Selassie I's children
[Verse 2]
But some of them out there
Are trying to play the game unfair
They are the cause of all this discrimination
Unto Jah, they are an abomination
But, black men, don't bother with your fussing an' fighting
You got to really come on down and uniting
United we stand, divided we fall
[Bridge]
Kings of kings, lord of lords
Conquering lion of the tribe of Judah
Lord-God, Jah Ras Tafari; emperor of Ethiopia
You got love him an' you live, but if you hate him, you will die
You got to love the Lord-God Jah Ras Tafari; a king Selassie I
Prince of peace and the light of this world
In value more than all the diamonds an' all the pearls
’Cause, him a God an’ King, 'cause Jah a God an’ King; Jah Ras Tafari
[Verse 3]
Cah, dis ya one, a really hype I stylee
Say, dis ya one, a really-really got to rock it an' sing it
Cah, dis ya one, a hype I stylee
Kings of kings, lord of lords
Conquering lion of the tribe of Judah
I appeal modestly, Haile Selassie I
Negusa-nagast, you better let Jah be praised
Say, love Jah an' you live
If you hate him, you will surely-surely die
I tell you no lie
Say, you got to love King Selassie I
Cah, Natty troddin' up a African border
’Cause, in dis land, dem a no law an' order
But, we [?]
An' give thanks an' praise to his imperial majesty
Jah-Jah-Jah, Jah Ras Tafari
Blessed is I an' I that walketh not in the counsel of di ungodly
An' I an' I no standeth in the ways of the sinner
Seateth not in the seats of the scornful
But, I an' I delight is in the Lord-God-Jah, Selassie I
[Outro]
'Cause, if you love him you will live, but if you hate him, you will die
You got to love Jah Ras Tafari
Oh, why?
Oh, why?
[Chorus]
Why do black men fuss and fight on this earth?
And I know, we are all Jah Jah's children
And I know, we are all Selassie I’s children
[Verse 1]
But, some of them out there are bag-of-wolf in sheep clothing
Because, dem nat up dem head
An' dem fight 'gainst dem own black brethren
Cheating and back-biting is no good, my African brothers
So, trod the right way
Don’t be like those careless Ethiopians who went astray
Don't be like those careless Ethiopians who went astray
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
Why do black men fuss and fight on this earth?
And I know, we arе all Selassie I's children
And I know, wе are all Selassie I's children
[Verse 2]
But some of them out there
Are trying to play the game unfair
They are the cause of all this discrimination
Unto Jah, they are an abomination
But, black men, don't bother with your fussing an' fighting
You got to really come on down and uniting
United we stand, divided we fall
[Bridge]
Kings of kings, lord of lords
Conquering lion of the tribe of Judah
Lord-God, Jah Ras Tafari; emperor of Ethiopia
You got love him an' you live, but if you hate him, you will die
You got to love the Lord-God Jah Ras Tafari; a king Selassie I
Prince of peace and the light of this world
In value more than all the diamonds an' all the pearls
’Cause, him a God an’ King, 'cause Jah a God an’ King; Jah Ras Tafari
[Verse 3]
Cah, dis ya one, a really hype I stylee
Say, dis ya one, a really-really got to rock it an' sing it
Cah, dis ya one, a hype I stylee
Kings of kings, lord of lords
Conquering lion of the tribe of Judah
I appeal modestly, Haile Selassie I
Negusa-nagast, you better let Jah be praised
Say, love Jah an' you live
If you hate him, you will surely-surely die
I tell you no lie
Say, you got to love King Selassie I
Cah, Natty troddin' up a African border
’Cause, in dis land, dem a no law an' order
But, we [?]
An' give thanks an' praise to his imperial majesty
Jah-Jah-Jah, Jah Ras Tafari
Blessed is I an' I that walketh not in the counsel of di ungodly
An' I an' I no standeth in the ways of the sinner
Seateth not in the seats of the scornful
But, I an' I delight is in the Lord-God-Jah, Selassie I
[Outro]
'Cause, if you love him you will live, but if you hate him, you will die
You got to love Jah Ras Tafari