Love Created I (Marcus Teaching)

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 and I Selassie, I and keep the guy with the blue eyes for yourself

'Cause people without a vision perish like suicide

You tell me it's not about color

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 critical 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 at the in thing far out and far in sin

You tell me it's not about color

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've been abused

Put yourself in my shoes

And now 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 it's not about color

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 a 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 and 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 and I and I

Look how many prophets tried to open our eyes, you can't fool me

Kadamawe, kadamawe, kadamawe

You can't fool me, no no

You can't fool me, no no