Don't Wanna Be A Memory

Selassie I
Ah Jah alone
Woah, no
So
I don’t want to be at the wayside
For the hypocrites come cry at my graveside
I don’t want to be
Don’t want to be a memory
Please Jah protect me from my enemies
So
I don’t want to be at the wayside
You no see them want come cry at your graveside
I don’t want to be
Don’t want to be a memory
Please Jah protect me from my enemies
Them say the brave don’t live forever
But the cautious don’t live at all
Be careful of the ones
Who want fi see you fall
Me still stand up pon mi foot dem
All know me haffi know where fi put them, yeah
The man stand in the sky
Them want fi see me die
But me overlook them
Me them wan fi blow like paper
Mi nuh no what me do dutty nigga
Ah true me dress clean every day
Them ah watch me make cream every day
As the star in the sky
Them can’t see me die
Nah go inna no grave
So
I don’t want to be at the wayside
For the hypocrites come cry at my graveside
I don’t want to be
Don’t want to be a memory
Please Jah protect me from my enemies
So
I don’t want to be at the wayside
You no see them want come cry at your graveside
I don’t want to be
Don’t want to be a memory
Please Jah protect me from my enemies
Me eyeball ah the sharpest weapon
Look, fi soul dem deh pon
Yeah, some of them sell you out
Fi police shell you out
No trust them fi a second
Me know really know what them reckon
Me music ah kick them like Beckham
Damn, nah want me start glow
Nah wan me cash flow
Give them something fi check on
Them can’t stop mi shine
Definitely can’t stop me time
Work so hard, give me what’s mine
Them can’t stop me star from shine
So
I don’t want to be at the wayside
For the hypocrites come cry at my graveside
I don’t want to be
Don’t want to be a memory
Please Jah protect me from my enemies
So
I don’t want to be at the wayside
You no see them want come cry at your graveside
I don’t want to be
Don’t want to be
Don’t want to be
(Please Jah protect me from my enemies)
Yeah
(I don’t want to be at the wayside) Gully god
(Cry at my graveside) Ah just the road weh me trod
(Don't wanna be a memory)
Man a stop hustle for the paper… no, no, no
(I don’t want to be at the wayside)
No, no, no
(Cry at my graveside)
(Don't wanna be a memory)
(Please Jah protect me from my enemies.)