Love Created I [Marcus Teaching] lyrics

Blessed love
Satta Massagana
Igziabeher. Negust. Negast

Kadamawe. Kadamawe. Kadamawe!

Give us the teaching of Marcus Garvey
Kebra Negast means Glory of Kings
Give I & I Selassie I and keep the guy with the blue eyes, for yourself
Cause people without a vision perish like suicide
You tell me its not about colour, still you refuse to take the picture off the wall
All you do is trick the brothers, keep them confused
They don't know who to call in this iritical war

And you tell me of a paradise in the sky
But that's a lie
And you tell me, I was born in sin and shaped in inequity
When love created I
Look how many prophets tried, to open our eyes
You can't fool me

Look how they're treating us, this new millennium slavery
I see them hiding the chains and still beating us daily
And now we mentally poisoned to fight we Black skin
And bleaching ah the in thing far out and far in. Sin
You tell me its not about colour, still you refuse to take the images out your books
I know that's not how we look. Kush
Don't take offense WHEN WE SHOUT BLACK POWER, it carries us through
We been abused
Put yourself in my shoes
And no tell me of a paradise in the sky
But that's a lie
Don't tell me, I was born in sin and shaped in inequity
When love created I

Look how many prophets tried, to open our eyes
You can't fool me
Kadamawe. Kadamawe. Kadamawe!

Look how they're treating us, this new millennium slavery
I see them hiding the chains and still beating us daily!
And now we mentally poisoned to fight we Black skin
And a bleaching ah the new thing far out and far in. Sin
You tell me its not about colour, still you refuse to take the picture off the wall
All you do is trick the brothers, keep them confused
They don't know who to call in this yah spiritual war

So no tell me of a paradise in the sky
Cause that's a lie
And you tell me, I was born in sin and shaped in inequity
When love created I & I
Look how many prophets tried, to open our eyes
You can't fool me
Kadamawe. Kadamawe. Kadamawe!

So don't tell me of a paradise in the sky
Cause that's a lie
No come tell me, I was born in sin and shaped in inequity
When love created I & I & I
Look how many prophets tried to open our eyes
You can't fool me
Kadamawe. Kadamawe. Kadamawe!
You can't fool me
NOOOOOOOO
You can't fool me
Nooooooooooo. . .