Now all the Rasta children, hold tight, zeen
I know them ‘fraid of you
But this one dedicated to all the youths them who ‘fraid of dreadlocks
Rasta nice people, Doctor tell you that
Hold tight
Hey
When me was a youth me used to ‘fraid of dreadlocks
Cah mama tell me them a blackheart man
Them can’t come a street because them ‘fraid of Babylon
Them don’t live a house, say them live a woodland
Say them wi, cut off me head, put in a kerosene pan
The thing weh them smokе, it no fit fe human
But now me come a man, mе get fe understand
Say Rasta is life and salvation
Say Rasta is right and the Babylon wrong
The Babylon would never hurt a Christian
But the slightest thing, them would a kill Rastaman
Or beat him bad and lock him up a station
It’s written in the Bible, that book is wrong
And still the Christian them just a eat {?}
You have Anglican and you have Christian
You have the Methodist and the Poccomanian
Then you have the Muslim and the Rastafarian
Which one a you religion?
Hail Jah man, cah me say as a little youth, as a small youngster
Them tell me that the sky was the house of Jah Jah
But now me come a man and come and read scripture
Me find out that Jah did live a Africa
That’s why mama never want me smoke the ganja
When me smoke it, me find out me culture
Cah me say give thanks and praise unto Jah
And Lord, a me say give thanks and praise unto Jah, hear me now
Selassie I visit JA for only three day
Him come inna April, him no come inna May
Every factory lock down, every game stop play
Man stop burn cigar and man a fling away {?}
Pure sensemilla spliff and chalice burn all day
Ethiopian, Orthodox and Twelve Tribe drummer play
Say thousand a people line up along the highway
As them come in, police and military
When Selassie show him face, every man start pray
Say ten thousand ganja pipe light right away
21 gun salute immediately
The greatest thing to ever visit JA
Him always have him lion, him no trod one away
The sword pon him hip glisten like sun ray
When Selassie I speak, me no hear weh him say
Him speak like Arabic and then him speak like Chinee
And then him come like him speak Germany
So Jah Jah a me rightful ruler
And me say Jah Jah a me rightful ruler
Cah me say as a little youth me used to ‘fraid of dreadlocks
Cah mama used to tell me that the dreadlocks a fox
But now me come a man, that behind my back
The dreadlocks me walk, with the dreadlocks me tracks
Cause a Jah Jah a me rightful ruler
Me said a Jah Jah a me rightful ruler
Cah me say as a little youth me used to ‘fraid of Rastaman
Cah mama used to tell me them a blackheart man
Them can’t come a street because them ‘fraid of Babylon
Them don’t live a house, say them live a woodland
Say them wi, cut off me head, put in a kerosene pan
The thing weh them smoke, it no fit fe human
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