Di vibes dem a tell yuh, bredren. Worl' Supreme Leader prophecy a come true, and time a tickin'. Panic grip de people right now, cuz everyone know here seh di end a nigh'. Di man dem dem try fi hide it, but di truth a shine bright. We gotta be strong, we gotta stay true, and we gotta stand up. Signs everywhere yuh look {Di world is gettin' hotte

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