The Ceiling Songtext / Lyric

you never gonna reach until you make change

never gonna make it til you rearrange

you taking up your gun and bout you gonna range

tell me why you acting so strange - acting so strange



i see the ceiling too low

got to find a way out got to find a way out

i want some more room to grow

got to find a way out got to find a way out






dem a move to drastic

and the smile dem a come around with too plastic

and dem seh dem fantastic

dem stretch and a stretch and a buss like lastic

dem think dem gymnastic

we nuh listen we nuh see no we nuh hear dem gossip

and a wonder what dem practice

dem a gwaan and a gwaan and dem still cyaan top dis

so we ask dem a what dis

some a dem come try spy and a try come block dis

and dem know we go lock dis

and dem know to themselves seh we done did got dis

so nuh botter come try trap dis

cause a storm outta road when fattis drop dis

dis a one pon the top list

and nobody can flop dis



i see the ceiling too low

got to find a way out got to find a way out

i want some more room to grow

got to find a way out got to find a way out



hey mister confusion

we need some space from your intrusion

it a go on from too long

we a try you deny but we think dem too strong

we a tell you seh nuh do wrong

you a sell out the youth for less than a few grand

you tricks and illusion causing mental persecution

so we come here with an antidote

correct the situation with the song we wrote

nobodda think seh you can rock the boat rock the boat

yes you got to keep it a float

nobodda think you can lock we out

nobodda think you can block we out

nobodda think you can drop we out knock we out

no you cyaan flop we out



i see the ceiling too low

got to find a way out got to find a way out

i want some more room to grow

got to find a way out got to find a way out