Oh... You did this...
You really did this, yeah.
You came with a Bible in one hand, fam,
Told us to close our eyes and pray for heaven in the sky,
While your other hand was busy packing our ground,
Gold, silver, and crude oil passing us by.
You called our Gods idols, ay!
Yet you carried them away to your museums,
You said our ways were darkness, innit,
Yet you used our craft to build your kingdom.
You wiped our minds, big man ting,
Took our Gods and turned us against our own.
You gave us pastors, you gave us bishops,
You used Jesus to buy us, then brought Him back as a God forced upon us,
Forced Mohammed and Allah upon us too.
You turned our land into your farm,
And made us tenants on our own soil.
You did this, rrr!
Oh, you did this.
You no longer needed chains, wagwan,
You found a better way to hold the crown.
You bought our politicians, made them puppets in the fray,
While the youth in the ends are left with nothing to say.
You sold us dreams of foreign streets and cold glass towers,
While you drained the light out of our tropical flowers.
It’s a long ting, yeah, a complicated history,
But the truth is written plain, no more mystery.
You wiped our minds, gyaldem!
Took our Gods and turned us against our own.
You gave us pastors, you gave us bishops,
You used Jesus to buy us, then brought Him back as a God forced upon us,
Forced Mohammed and Allah upon us too.
You turned our land into your farm,
And made us tenants on our own soil.
You did this, yeah!
Oh, you did this.
Can we heal from the scars that you left in the soul?
Can we take back the fire that you stole from the coal?
It’s a big man ting, time to settle the score,
We don’t need your permission to be free anymore.
Now we’re rising up, reclaim the legacy,
From the ends to the globe, that’s the energy.
No more masks, no more hiding behind the lie,
We keep our heads up, watch the spirit fly high.
Still grinding, still shining, never low it,
We know the truth, yeah, we already know it.
You wiped our minds, ay!
Took our Gods and turned us against our own.
You gave us pastors, you gave us bishops,
You used Jesus to buy us, then brought Him back as a God forced upon us,
Forced Mohammed and Allah upon us too.
You turned our land into your farm,
And made us tenants on our own soil.
You did this, still!
Oh, you did this.
You did this, yeah.
But we’re doing something else now.
We’re moving forward, fam.
Yeah, we’re moving forward.
Big man ting.