They told me this is a free country
But now it feels like a chicken factory
I feel cooped up I wanna bust free
Got nothing to lose if you get me

Like a Taliban trucker, eating boiled up yucca
I keep my eyez down like I'm in a black burka
Been through shit yeah it's a fucker
Now I make tunes say shaka laka laka
Shaka laka la, shaka laka lee, shaka lakalakalaka lucky lucky me
If you check me, I check you
If they kick you, then I back you
Say somin' new, say somin' cool
I give you my time, but I ain't no fool
Acca Acca I, breaker, breaker jaw every every time, someone steps on my toe
I fight the ones that fight me

I really love a lot
I really love a lot
I really love a lot
I really love a lot,
But I fight the ones that fight me
But I fight the ones that fight me
I fight the ones who fight me
But I fight , but I fight, but I fight
But I fight the ones that fight me

Who's in town
Like Hu Jintao
Them no like me, me no like dem
Instead of them I got a new found friend
Someone I can love up like me
Like Obama needs to love up chen

Like a hand me down sucker trowing bombs out to Mecca
Call it goodwill, get money to get better
Keep ya head down like a Unicef worker
If you get hit you can't question the fucker
How come how come I, yeah but yeah but why?
If I be the f, who the f, b the I
If you met me then you'll get me but if you get me, will you get a fee
Shit mennnu be free where's Bob Marley
And I won't turn my cheek like I'm Ghandi

I fight the ones that fight me
I fight the ones that fight me

I really love a lot
I really love a lot
I really love a lot
I really love a lot,
But I fight the ones that fight me
But I fight the ones that fight me
I fight the ones who fight me
But I fight, but I fight, but I fight
But I fight the ones that fight me

Writer : JOHN GRAHAM HILL, MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM, JOHN HILL, DAVE TAYLOR, SEKOU DAVIS, SHELDON PENNICOTT, OPAL JOSEPHS
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, MUSIC BY TAFARI, INC. OBO JACK RUSSELL MUSIC LTD (PRS)