We don't want it to turn out to be a burnout A brother gets a brother, we a fuss and a fight
A time like this to make we all unite Unify we self in one harmony
Say all black people this is reality So hear me, like how no fussing and no war no go on
Just make we nice up the lawn Like how no shooting and no looting no go on
Just make we nice up the lawn Them call it Mumbai, Mumbai, Mumbai