Where Do I Belong - Lyrics - Infected Mushroom

Pon a belly full or pon a belly empty the youths dem starving Pon a bad day or pon a bad night the youths dem under warning Rubbing dem eyes fi check delusion inna morning Dem wonder weh dem at, wonder who dem a, wonder who dem callin Dem a di future see dem running outta time Dem want fi find an answer inna crime Nah wanna be caught up, wanna be set up and rewind We seek redemption gate fi my generation mind And I wonder where do I belong? Been looking for a place for to long And when dem a come ya We run outta town a simple man nah never wear a crown Again I wonduh where do I belong? Been looking for a place for to long And when dem a come ya We run outta town a simple man nah never wear a crown Me say everybody come fi get a permission fi demand it Nobody nah think about if dem absolutely want it A better man know say whether man know say – love it or despise it Mostly we will never overstand or recognize it I'd love to hear dem apology fi bitin' Every part of me, every bone of me, every single chance I see Holy pa trouble comin' back and make we sad Sometimes life gwaan mad And I wonder where do I belong? Been looking for a place for to long And when dem a come ya We run outta town a simple man nah never wear a crown Again I wonduh where do I belong? Been looking for a place for to long And when dem a come ya We run outta town a simple man nah never wear a crown I a beg I a beg you to stop every rumor From you know life you nah speak Breakaway dem barriers and chase away fears Burn out every possible pollution or tears A me say I know we no want no devil around I know we no want no devil around I know we no want no devil around I know we no want no devil around And I wonder where do I belong? Been looking for a place for to long And when dem a come ya We run outta town a simple man nah never wear a crown Again I wonder where do I belong? Been looking for a place for to long And when dem a come ya We run outta town a simple man nah never wear a crown Pon a belly full or pon a belly empty the youths dem starving Pon a bad day or pon a bad night the youths dem under warning Rubbing dem eyes fi check delusion inna morning Dem wonder weh dem at, wonder who dem a, wonder who dem callin Dem a di future see dem running outta time Dem want fi find an answer inna crime Nah wanna be caught up, wanna be set up and rewind We seek redemption gate fi my generation mind