Lyrics Beenie Man – Got To Be There

Well the greetings in the name of the Most High, you know
Selassie I
I wonder how some guy waan fi see the rain
And nah waan fi go through the rainbow

Come all the world fi get commotion
That’s why they come and sing their strange song
Nuff no practice what they preach and heed to temptation
Back in content dem say a want dead rose

But I and I-man working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Oh, I’ve got to be there
Beenie Man is working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Oh, I’ve got to be there
Oh, Jah Jah, whoa

I am who I am and not who they want I to be-e-eeee, oh yeah
I’m working to reach that same sweet hollow tree
Don’t want to caught up in their greed and distress
I’m designed not to get caught up in their filthiness

But I and I-man working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Oh, I’ve got to be there
Rastafarian working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Oh, I’ve got to be there
Oh, Jah Jah, whoa

A nuff Rasta live in a world of emptiness
But mind you a go bun dem for their filthiness

‘Cause I and I-man working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Oh, I’ve got to be there
I and I-man working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Oh, I’ve got to be there
Oh, Jah Jah, whoa

Oh doctors and lawyers and teachers, I’m talking
Be careful how you teaching my children the wrong things
Teach dem ’bout Selassie and not ’bout that John Paul
‘Cause a New World Order in this time is no joke

‘Cause I and I-man working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Oh, I’ve got to be there
I and I-man working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Oh, I’ve got to be there
Oh Lord, yeah

Watch what you eat and smell what you’re drinking
‘Cause in Geneva conference they try to poison him
But true we all know he is the King of all Kings
His poodle jump up and made a sacrifice for him

So I and I-man working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Rasta got to be there
Nyahbingi working to be there
When those gates of Zion a close
Rasta got to be there
So I say, hey

Come all the world to get promotion
That’s why they come and sing their strange song…