Fix The Country ft. Twene Jonas Lyrics

Our leaders keep failing us

And the military be killing us

Government officials be selling us out

Chinese and others be drilling us

Everything just no dey work

Security services bed

Get some money for pocket

Else what is yours

You no go get, hey

The young and old wanna fly

It don't matter how even if they die

Prices on weed everything is high

Your woman message you no fit reply

I lie?

Fire service with extinguishers

Police service with the water tanks

They spraying, they wanna finish us

Jehovah, I hope you watching us

Watching MPs give the lap dance

They finish and mess up our finance

Using our money to romance

Our school girls and make dinner plans

Children somewhere in the north

Dem no see lappy before

Schools under trees is enough

Go see the charges for port

Send condolences to Floyd

But you can't speak for your own

These just get me annoyed

Your heart is made up of bones

All that you said was a lie

When we looked into your eyes

Watching your own people cry

And give us a foolish reply

Echeck like you don't get it

Slavery is gone but brother man we still feel it

The blind is being led by the blind

How we go reach the promised land I don't get it

The national cake is being ate by a few

Look at him and then look at you

His children outside the country

Taxpayers money is gone to one pocket and

Now we say fix the country you say fix your mo…

It could have been me

Rip Kaaka

Menace dem kill you

Dem all go suffer

Nyame nye kwata his name is Jehovah

I pray that you never sleep

All that sow you all go reap

Look around you we all dey bleed

You gonna pay for the tears that we weep

Somewhere abroad the system is work

When you come home the system is twerking

We no dey move

The country is jerking

The hustle is real

Everyone is searching

Aaaahh

One day you all go wake up and we'll demand what's really ours

You go vomit all of the money we go show you where all the power lies

3 years now no pay

Teaching and nursing allowance delay

Housing projects everything decay

There's no order just disarray

Bro we for talk

Bro e dey pain

Bro at your age

Wetin you gain

People dey die

We going insane

Where e dey go

Unless we pray

Some no fit talk

They can't say the feeling