As ever, the Itals inoculate the people with Rasta consciousness amid memorable, penetrating riddims.
Every day you get up and you say the same thing: where do I begin?
Some living like a king: some don’t even know where to begin.
It’s no joke when they say that I’m afraid to face the start of another day. This I’ve got to say:
Show me your intentions right now: I wanna’ see your actions speak louder than words.
Show me your intentions.