I can see dealers material men
I can see dreamers they chew 'pon dem pens
But you're rough, so rough
Waiting for a judgment
But you're rough, so rough
Saying prayers 'pon dem gunmen

Lover, won't you wake up? I need you now
Lover, won't you wake up? We gotta get out
Lover, won't you wake up?
Lover, lover, lover, lover
Lover, won't you wake up? I need you now
Lover, won't you wake up? We gotta get out
I said, lover, won't you wake up?
I need you now lover, won't you wake up?
We gotta get out lover, won't you wake up?
I need you now lovеr

I can see dealers material mеn
I can see dreamers they chew 'pon dem pens
But you're rough, so rough
Waiting for a judgment
But you're rough, so rough
Saying prayers 'pon dem gunmen

Call your protectors so jealous, so proud
There's a column of the darkest men
On the road to your house this is my town
This is my home this is my throne
This is my home this is my town
This is my home this is my throne)
This is my home

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Writer(s): AYALAH DEBORAH BENTOVIM, GAIKA TAVARES, ROLLO ARMSTRONG