The trouble shall be upon your shoulder
If you're young, then you tell you get sober
How them talk if a pity girl
Feed them one bag of meat
Then build them jail and hospital
Say the youth dem seek promises
Mouth tag and one mug of lip
Have you in a suspense
Take your mind on a trip
Say dem a leader, alright
Where dem no equip
So dem change like the moon
When the moon go equip
Some can't start the project
What's left to finish
All them talking is just rubbish
Alright
The trouble shall be upon your shoulder