What if Jamaica
Was a place free from crime
What if Jamaica
Politicians couldn’t tell lie
What a Jamaica
Empty pocket cyaan come movement I
What if Jamaica
Badness catch mi bredda mid
Imagine if Jamaica did, all di side free
Outta play me want people
Work in a wear from poverty
No war over power no can be, tell ya di ah ah
Marcus mount Zion seh one God one destiny
No innocents no youngster were killed by police
Di law of Father God, was di only justice
This is my dream so don’t wake me up yet
Cah when me wake up I look around Jamaica, me just afraid
I’m dreamin’ of Zion
Here in my Jam town
My people know where they’re goin’
And where they came from
I’m dreamin’ of Zion
And my people get free
Free from sufferation
Free from poverty
Uuh well
Imagine if no dong and no gun di die Jamaica
You don’t dream
Be free from dutty metal
No reaping no missing
No under a lot
Every soul have a house
No more any inna di dirt
Imagine if b-road
Neva ramp in on a pool
I’m no dutty pon the benz
Neva kill your
Life feel smile let me blow my dancehall,
And W.C.L. start from
I’m dreamin’ of Zion
Here inna Jam town
My people know where they’re goin’
And where they came from
I’m dreamin’ of Zion
And my people get free
Free from sufferation
Free from poverty
Maby one day
Somebody will here me when I say
My people left behind
Because is breathing for feel again
I know one day
The crys of people won’t be the same
And the hunger there they deal today
Will all be wiped away
What if Jamaica
Was a place free from crime
What if Jamaica
Politicians couldn’t tell lie
What a Jamaica
Empty pocket cyaan come movement I
What if Jamaica
Badness catch mi bredda mid
I’m dreamin’ of Zion
I’m dreamin’ of Zion