Mr. Wicked Man Know Yourself

Lyrics

[Intro] Oh yeah Know yourself, know yourself, know yourself, wicked man Time is the master, faith is the peacer [Verse] Tell you 'bout time Tell you, say that time is di master Tell you, no weakheart can prosper Though what a disaster these two men are after One of dem run down dead an' one of dem a rr-rosper (Yeah) Tell you, say that faith make you wait When I man say wait, I don't mean heavyweight nor welterweight I mean wait to be impatient, baby Say, I would tell you 'bout the sound weh keep you rocking on the track An' then the little youth, you really turn your back, I tell you, baby girl they say All who a deal with folly works an' fornication works dem bound fi get a jerk up at Dunkirk, tell you When eye no see, heart no leap Know dis-a trick to look before you leap, before you drive your jeep Want to go see, hear that You never gonna see yourself until your back against the wall But some might rise an' some will fall But some of dem will never know themself until dem back against the wall that are ten feet tall Righteousness exalted the nation But still now who approach onto any nation will bow down to Babylon, I tell you one time then Come-make mi tell you, make mi tell you two time then And I'm-a tell you, I'm-a tell you three time then Come on-a down an' let me tell you four time then Wicked man, you got to know yourself Because you fall from off the shelf And I would tell you behave yourself Wicked man, got to know yourself in a dis ya tribulation, tribulation Rain a fall but dutty tuff an' that's no bluff Canna ma-wee, na-kah-na, na-kah-na, na-kah-na *Scatting* Well, watch out, man Well, whether you are young or whether you're old Got to get together, let di good time roll And you give mi just another soul to make you be bold then You know? Whether you're sick or whether you're sad I will surely make you musically glad so don't be bad then [Outro] All now who deal with fornication They shall really go down with Babylon 'Cause Babylon got to fall, natty dread on di ball Di dread is the fairest of dem all so don't you stall Just get on di ball then Come-make mi tell you, said-a seek him 'round all day Come-make mi tell you, said no bother you grumble You better live, you better try an' be humble 'Cause if no humble, you must have to stumble You know, and don't you fumble