There they go a point dem finger
Whilst three a dem a pointing back
All the planning and a scheming
Behind the natty dreadlocks back
Want to bite the hand that feed dem
Want to kill the one that lead dem
Many called but few are chosen
Cause I and I spirit can not be broken no

Chorus:
Dem a wolf in sheep's clothing
Dem a fox 'pon the sly
Dem a beelzebub disciple
Come fe fight down I and I

Tried my best to listen to mama
Papa threw his two cents too
They said always watch the friends around you
Cause some of them are not for you
You can tell them by the way they handshake
Posing with their plastic smile
If you listen to the tone of their voices
They'll try to pull the wool right over your eyes

Chrous
I'm the lord's annointed
Who stand by my side
And protect me from the

Chrous