HOOK:

Invaders lurking for land and slaves, armed with the barrel

We gon assemble at the moon, with our own metal

Yeah We Maroon Rebels, Yeah We Maroon Rebels

Yeah We Gon fight til we free, Shoot it out with them devils

Verse (Nelson Amadeus):

[Yeah]

I was born where the sugarcane and the pain be,

Having visions, I’m trippin’, sometimes I can’t sleep.

Know they couldn’t hold me, had to break up out my chains,

Now the ghost of Makandal still run in my veins.

Voices in the jungle telling me, “Now is the hour!”

Rebel in my spirit—look at the money and power.

Seen them getting rich, watching my people devoured,

So we snuck in through the night, set the mansion on fire.

I don’t stop and go to sleep, I won’t ever get tired,

Rather die up on my feet ’fore I live as a liar.

Smoke up in my lungs, yeah, ’cause I’m hot like a flame,

Seen the bodies on the floor, but I’m numb to the pain.

Seen the bodies on the floor and I dance on their grave,

Destination toward the enemy, marching for days.

They was hoping we surrendered—we came with the pain,

I’m just hoping my descendants remember my name.

HOOK:

Invaders lurking for land and slaves, armed with the barrel

We gon assemble at the moon, with our own metal

Yeah We Maroon Rebels, Yeah We Maroon Rebels

Yeah We Gon fight til we free, Shoot it out with them devils

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