[male vocals] POVERTY
NA
DISEASE
Intro
King
Eagle!
Afro
Rudeness!
Salone
street
story!
Poverty
na
disease,
bot
we
nor
go
die
poor!
Listen!
Jumbo
sound 🔥
Chorus
[male vocals] POVERTY
NA
DISEASE
[male vocals] POVERTY
NA
DISEASE
Poverty
na
disease,
e
dey
worry
me,
Bot
e
nor
get
power
fo
finish
me.
Me
dry,
bot
me
dream
still
deya,
Every
single
day,
ah
hustle
fo
survive
ya.
Dem
laugh
pan
me
say
ah
nor
get
money,
Ah
tell
dem, “
Wait
small,
una
go
see!”
One
day
ah
go
rise,
one
day
ah
go
shine,
God
go
change
me
story,
everything
go
fine.
Poverty
na
disease!
Poverty
na
disease!
Disease!
Disease!
Bot
e
nor
go
finish
me!
Poverty
na
disease!
Ah
go
hustle
till
ah
free!
Poverty
na
disease!
Ah
go
hustle
till
ah
free!
Verse 1
Na
street
ah
learn
fo
live,
Na
suffer
make
me
strong
fo
survive.
Mɔnin
ah
wake,
me
head
full
of
problem,
Me
belle
empty,
ah
still
fo
find
something.
Padi
tell
me, “
Jumbo,
yu
nor
go
mek
am,”
Ah
tell
am, “
Wait,
yu
go
see
ah
go
tek
am.”
Nobody
wan
gi
me
chance,
ah
create
me
own,
Step
by
step,
ah
dey
climb
till
ah
reach
me
throne.
When
me
dry,
dem
nor
know
me
again,
When
money
show,
dem
all
come
call
me
friend.
Bot
ah
nor
forget
who
bin
deya
from
start,
Me
mama
and
God,
dem
deya
na
me
heart.
Every
scar
pan
me
body
get
story
fo
tell,
Plenty
nights
ah
sleep
with
empty
belle.
Life
don
beat
me,
bot
ah
nor
go
complain,
After
heavy
rain,
sunshine
go
come
again.
Pre-Chorus
Ah
nor
go
bow,
Ah
nor
go
run,
Me
journey
just
start,
Ah
nor
done.
Today
hard,
tomorrow
go
better,
Ah
go
keep
moving,
Ah
go
push
harder.
Chorus
Poverty
na
disease,
e
dey
worry
me,
Bot
e
nor
get
power
fo
finish
me.
Me
dry,
bot
me
dream
still
deya,
Every
single
day,
ah
hustle
fo
survive
ya.
Dem
laugh
pan
me
say
ah
nor
get
money,
Ah
tell
dem, “
Wait
small,
una
go
see!”
One
day
ah
go
rise,
one
day
ah
go
shine,
God
go
change
me
story,
everything
go
fine.
Verse 2
Mama
tell
me, “
Pikin,
nor
give
up,”
When
life
hard,
hold
yu
head
up.
Ah
see
rich
man
laugh,
ah
see
poor
man
cry,
Bot
ah
swear
say
ah
nor
go
stop
fo
try.
No
connection,
no
big
man
fo
push
me,
Na
God
and
hard
work
dey
guide
me.
Some
night
me
belle
empty,
ah
nor
get
food,
Bot
ah
wake
up
next
day
say, “
God
still
good.”
Badmind
wan
see
me
fall,
Bot
dem
nor
know
say
God
deya
above
all.
Yesterday
nobody
know
me
name,
Tomorrow
dem
go
shout
me
name
na
fame.
From
small
corner,
ah
go
reach
big
stage,
From
hard
life,
ah
go
turn
another
page.
If
poverty
na
sickness,
hope
na
me
cure,
Ah
go
fight
this
battle
till
me
future
sure.
Bridge
Nor
laugh
pan
poor
man,
Because
life
nor
get
guarantee.
Today
yu
get
money,
Tomorrow
yu
fit
need
me.
If
yu
get,
help
somebody,
Nor
mek
pride
blind
yu
eye.
The
good
yu
do
today,
God
fit
pay
yu
tomorrow.
Final
Chorus
Poverty
na
disease,
e
dey
worry
me,
Bot
e
nor
get
power
fo
finish
me.
Me
dry,
bot
me
dream
still
deya,
Every
single
day,
ah
hustle
fo
survive
ya.
Poverty
na
disease!
Disease!
Disease!
Bot
e
nor
go
finish
me!
Poverty
na
disease!
Ah
go
hustle
till
ah
free!
One
day
ah
go
rise,
One
day
ah
go
shine,
One
day
ah
go
shine,
God
go
change
me
story,
Everything
go
fine!
Outro
King
Eagle!
From
Salone
street
to
the
whole
world!
Hard
life
nor
mean
say
life
don
finish.
Hustle!
Pray!
Believe!
Poverty
nor
na
forever…
One
day,
we
go
mek
am!