My Time Lyrics

No man can lead di way

My time afi come again

Gennvhh gennvhhhh

Gennvhh gennvhhhh

Nothing can stop ai

My time ah go come like a glory

When everybody dance to my song

When Genahsyde call my phone

When Shatta wale SM rate my thing oh

My time ah go come like a glory

When everybody dance to my song

When Genahsyde call my phone

When Shatta wale SM rate my thing oh

From a slave to a king nuff blood pon di street

Calculate di hate no love pon di street

Many friend dem

Dem give out dem soul

Dem sellout dem soul

Dem nuh have no hope

Ah one ah two di fire burning

Dancehall ah nuh joke

Dem ah complaining

Some ah dem think sey we are contesting

Now mi bust up di thing

Nuff jubilation

Manna have a dream

Manna have a vision

My time afi come no confusion

Manna rebel minded

Manna got a vision

Dem ah see di vision ahhhh

Never say done till mi body cyaan move

Me either try another time man cyaan lose

Mi grunge mi stand mi fight to di top

Mama breadwinner ahhh

Mi defend di zone

My time ah go come like a glory

When everybody dance to my song

When Genahsyde call my phone

When Shatta wale SM rate my thing oh

My time ah go come like a glory

When everybody dance to my song

When Genahsyde call my phone

When Shatta wale SM rate my thing oh

Mi light up di fire from

Ah zion man A come

Wholeepa badness mi life cyaan done

Mi protect mi own from ah long time zone

Like di killers and di rebels dem a fight fi di throne

Dat A everyday thing mi nuh care about dem history

Man rise to di victory

Mama seh son! life is a mystery

Better move on forget di history

Mi know di time ah go cooooom

Mi know di day ah go coooooom

When mi deyya billboard big star

Everybody wan take a picture

Mi know di time ah go cooooom

Mi know di day ah go coooooom

When mi deyya billboard big star

Everybody wan take a picture

My time ah go come like a glory

When everybody dance to my song

When Genahsyde call my phone

When Shatta wale SM rate my thing oh

My time ah go come like a glory

When everybody dance to my song

When Genahsyde call my phone

When Shatta wale SM rate my thing oh

From a slave to a king nuff blood pon di street

Calculate di hate no love pon di street

Many friend dem

Dem give out dem soul

Dem sellout dem soul

Dem nuh have no hope

Ah one ah two di fire burning

Dancehall ah nuh joke

Dem ah complaining

Some ah dem think sey we are contesting

Now mi bust up di thing

Nuff jubilation