Big Dreams, Small Colds

Big dreams, small colds

In defiance of it all
The dream is big
The cold is small

In defiance of dem all
We conquer all big
And still dem sey we small

Soh fuck you cold sun
And fuck you cold breeze
Waan come mek man sneeze
Waan come mek man freeze

Yuh waan come cold up man bed
Waan come cold up man head
Mek we think bout you instead
BOW!
Gunshot to di cold
It nuh dead

It waan come slow down man progress
But yuh done know sey man bless
We mus pass dis bloodclaat test
Ah going give it to dem
like Jamaican best
Caw we use cold an light up all fire
We bun it and blaze it
And tek we energy higher

Still yuh waan come sen man dem negative freezes
We lock down we antidote
Like fi kill dem diseases
Caw right from start
Is jus fire in wi heart
Survival inna wi brain
And God a sustain

Soh we jus march out an greet you
Suit up
Wrap up
Strap up
And smiling
Wid di tings dem fi defeat you.

Soh fuck you cold sun
We already won

At the end of it all
We defy dem all
The dream is big, but the cold is small.