Låttexter:
Young William Trumpet

in those, last trumpet sounds, put me down in the ground But I'll probably be at home by now And it's help will change (These helps will be changed)

a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high I, Young 'Vito, voice of the young people Mouthpiece

Man alone; born of stone; Will stamp the dust of time His hands strike the flame of his soul; Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the universe Until the winds

everything Sun and the moon, all stars of light He commanded and they were created Oh trumpets sound, throught the earth For the Lord is good and greatly

candle Hark the angels sing Forming clouds Their shadow shrouds Louder the tattered wings they sound Tear the veil The lies derail Purity ever will prevail Trumpets

a couple of jewels to help you Get through your bid in prison A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high I, young Vito, voice of the young people Mouthpiece

me ya Every move that I make Must be all bright and straight, ya why yaw Sound the trumpets and let the people know the good of Rastafari, I will be

everything Sun and the moon, all stars of light He commanded and they were created Oh trumpets sound, throught the earth For the Lord is good and greatly

Your life goes round and round I got a reason to rap 'cause my God is King Just like a gospel singer's got a reason to sing And like young David used