We're sick and tired of being poor Life is worth much more than silver and gold Live a descent life Give my children a better life I want them to go to school And learn the golden rules So they won't become nobody's fool The sun belongs to everyone No one stands alone Long time I and I strive Hanging on my pride My dignity and my pride Long time we have no fun Jah wants you to smile Poverty ain't no fashion Poverty is not a profession Poverty is a crime Poverty is a social crime Rasta don't cry I wanna see you smile Rasta dé pon top, rasta never flop Our povertyis not exotic Our politic is not touristic