P.O.D. and Matisyahu
Original Roots In Stereo, ya know
One time, bring it down selecta

I got that boom-by-by so nobody disrespect.
Jah love give me strength and power flow through I dreads. Nuff said.
You want walk with Kings, talk with kings
When it all goes down, have no idea what it really means.
To live I words if scripture is roots,
and the wise hold they tongue when the youth speak the truth.
You learn real quick, where I'm from if you don't belong
Only the strong survive Southtown in Babylon.
(See Babylon Burnin to the ground yo)
You think you number one wicked selecta?
Try to sneak up in my hood, we not go letcha
(Babylon's burnin to the ground, yo)
In the streets they hear your name, they no respect ya
You can run and hide, in the end we gon'getcha

Boom-biddy-by-by
Original Roots In Stereo
So rep the streets you ride on.
Chant dem down with that rude boy sound,
and watch the whole world lie down.
We generals in the streets they know
Who wears the crown to shine now
It got that champion sound moshin through your town
We go make the world go lie down.

Me say hey natty dreadlocks! Where you come from?
Where the mountains watch the city and waters touch the sun
Where some carry crosses like others carry guns
And pray Jah be glorified till the day soon come.
Follow me
Lick a shot if you a mighty warrior
Lick a shot if you a freedom fighter
Lick a shot if you a true Souljah
Now dance your way back to Zion
(Now Dance your way back to Zion)

I put it down for your love till my journey is done.
And let the stories be told how the battle was won.
So I grabbed the microphone and I started to run
Here I come, Boom-biddy-by
Here I come

Boom-biddy-by-by
Original Roots In Stereo
So rep the streets you ride on.
Chant them down with that rude boy sound,
and watch the whole world lie down.
We generals in the streets they know
Who wears the crown to shine now
It got that champion sound moshin through your town
We go make the world go lie down.

Empty nation just a phase, redemptions on it's way.
The people love to talk but they don't got that much to say.
Generation of orphans whose hearts are all ablaze,
Little light in a lot of darkness goes a long way.
Freedom hearts bleed, and I see them feedin poison.
Poor choices, spirit screamin, trying to break these boundaries.
Running up a mountain, chains tied to my feet.
Running up a mountain, chains tied to my feet.

Original Roots In Stereo
So rep the streets you ride on.
Chant them down with that rude boy sound,
and watch the whole world lie down.
We generals in the streets they know
Who wears the crown to shine now
It got that champion sound moshin through your town
We go make the world go lie down.
We go make the world go lie down.
Make the world go lie down.

Bloodstain drippin through the rain,
Face down, trip and feel the pain.
Get up, you conduct your own train, rippin it up, stepping it up, raising it up
We're the blood of God's veins, we gotta maintain get past the blame.
And then this fame came, for a reason and a season.
Then I'll stay up, not lay low,
And raise yours and up the offering
And then the blessings will flow

We go make the world go lie down.
Make the world go lie down.
We go make the world go lie down.
Make the world go lie down.

Dripping in the rain, face down, trip and feel the pain
Get up, you conduct your own train, rippin it up, stepping it up, raising it up
We're the blood of God's veins, we gotta maintain past that of blame
Gathers fame, came for a reason and a seasons
Here to stay up, not lay low



Behind the Song:
'The chorus is really about representing the things that you’re about. When Matis came in, he really put his faith into the song, which totally blended with us. Musically, that’s one of those songs that has the signature P.O.D. sound, reflecting all the diverse things we’re into.' - Sonny Sandoval (P.O.D.)