• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Lion Rock - Culture
• Jah Pretty Face - Culture
• Mr. Sluggard - Culture
• I'm Not Ashamed - Culture
• Legalization - Culture
• Jah Rastafari - Culture
• Never Get Weary - Culture
• Natty Dread Taking Over - Culture
• Money Girl - Culture
• Memento Mori - Culture
• Old Tattoo - Culture
• No Night - Culture
• Not As Mine - Culture
• Oath - Culture
• One Stone - Culture
• One Grandson - Culture
• No Drive - Culture
• Zion Gate - Culture
• Them A Payaka - Culture
• Writing On The Wall - Culture
• Why Am I A Rastaman - Culture
• Where The Tree Falls - Culture
• The Land We Belong - Culture
• War In Sierra Leone - Culture
• Walk With Jah - Culture
• Unconditional Love - Culture
• Two Sevens Clash - Culture
• Twenty-Four - Culture
• Silence Surrounds - Culture
• Trust Me - Culture
• Tribal War - Culture
• Too Long In Slavery - Culture
• Time Is Getting Harder - Culture
• The International Herb - Culture
• The Everyman - Culture
• The Boss - Culture
• Tell Me Where You Get It - Culture
• Still Crossed - Culture
• Slice Of Mount Zion - Culture
• Share The Riches - Culture
• Satan Company - Culture
• Riverside - Culture
• Reasoning - Culture
• Outcast - Culture
• Rastaman A Come - Culture
• Pirate Days - Culture
• PEACE AND LOVE - Culture
• Pay Day - Culture
• Pass On - Culture
• Jah Alone A Christian - Culture

what a shame what a shame
for the day dat we where born
we never seen the right dollar here
only the count of fear we a see oh!
Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
Me say fe get back the money with the sign of the dragon money
dat we no use him no no
Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
Me say fe get back the money with the sign of the dragon money
for we no waaaant
to hear no more about your great sir francis dread
put us slave driver like wise
we no waaaant
to hear no more about your great long John Silver
dat na have drop to use the sufferes dem
Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
wat gone down can tell your friends dat i tell yu dat
i jus fe take back the money with the sign of the dragon money
dats (?)even fe feed the hungry belly pickney dem me say yu
Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
Me no waaant
to hear no more about your great sir francis dread
the old slave driver
we no waaaant
to hear no more about your great long John Silver
dat only help to colonialize our mind lord
Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
Lion dollars we want to see
Inna Jamdung
Take back the money with the sign of the dragon money
I am so tired to hear the sufferes dem a bawll
Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
The Lion dollars can't satisfy good wants and needs
Take back the money with the sign of the Dragon money
One sake one sake inna aluminum kind hehe!
Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
Clap me with the Lion but back way with the dragon
Me say Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
back way with the dragon inna dis ya time
The dragon must drop
Bring back the money with the sign of the Lion money
for we no waaaant
to hear no more about your great sir francis dread
we no waaaant

Hallelujah!
I and I a want to see King Rastafari
To look upon Jah pretty pretty face
We want to walk the streets of glory
Shining around Jah throne
So Natty Dread tell all the gentles them to come
Run come to look upon Jah pretty pretty face
For we are going home, going home
To see King Rastafari
Selassie a the roots of David
Hallelujah! I, I a Congo I
King Selassie a the roots of David, chant it out
Hallelujah! I, I a Congo I
King Selassie a the roots of David
Hallelujah! I, I a Congo I
Hallelujah!
(solo)
King Selassie a the roots of David
Hallelujah! I, I a Congo I
Selassie a the roots of David
Hallelujah!
Selassie a the roots of David
Hallelujah!
With your loud voice say
Hallelujah!
I, I a Congo I
Hallelujah!
Mount Zion bird shall sing and say
Hallelujah!
Chant it from the throne, let them hear it

Come to justice Mr. Sluggard
Me did ah chat to you
Sit down everyday lazy
Like you ah park bench
You think ah so
So tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each day and night
Tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time
Have you ever worked a fork lift
Hustling day and night on the wharf
Have you ever worked a taxi
Sleeping on the street side all night long
To find some food
So tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time you lift your knife and fork
Tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time
To work in the radio station
It's not easy at all
Did you check out Sister Mary
Selling with her basket in Carnation market
Tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time you eat ah belly full
Tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time
Have you every work in ah coal pit
Burning fire coal for the nation to cook
I saw you all day long in the streets
Something on the sidewalk you a look
So tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time you eat
Tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time
You want the prettiest bootie
The new jeans cannot pass
And as you see a pretty car on the wharf
About it you start to talk
Still have ambition though
Tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time
Tell me where you get your bread Mr. Sluggard
Tell me where you get your bread each time
Did you ever push a hand cart
Full of farmers goods
Crossing the street between truck and cars

La la la la la laaa, means I love Jah, yes
La la la la la laaa, means I love Jah
I'm not ashamed, I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed to hold Jah Jah
Not in any crowd
I'm not ashamed, I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed to hold Jah Jah
Oh no
For when I was doun an out
He was the one who help me out
Stretch forth His hands
For I when I'm in distress
For even when my mother hide
And my father was sickly, yeah
He said "come inside, come on, I'll take thy hand"
An' that is why, hear me all!
La la la la la laaa, means I love Jah, hear!
La la la la la laaa, means I love Jah, yeah
I'm not ashamed, I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed to shake up my knots
Not even in the street
I'm not ashamed, I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed to shake up my knots
Not even in church
I'm not ashamed, I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed to shake up my knots
Not even among the
I'm not ashamed, I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed to shake up my knots
Not even among the greatest set of men
I'm not ashamed, I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed to shake up my knots

Hey Dreadlock!
Babylon a run after you!
And I fall down and a bounce I head pon a ganja root
Vex bad, bad, bad.
Me say ganja haffe grow big man
With a bag of marijuana whole a heap a little bit (So)
Babylon a show off pon, Rasta, gwaan like him no know
He sell it by music to educate our children and police
And gwaan pon I like nuff nuff wickedness increase
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
We want it now
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (How they legalize it inna Holland?)
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
United we will stand, divided we will fall, apart
Lick up the chalice and mek that clean up your heart
What kind of corruption you have on your tongue?
To prison a man for a simple draw of herb (that grow from the earth!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Cut it down quick!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Me no a bad man, me a strong defender!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Oh, Babylon!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
A some time when them come with them and drive ambulance
And a some time when them a tief up the area
them a drive a fire truck with a bag in the back
And some time when them a come a tek out
them sure they drive all ship and coast guard thing
Nuff coke a share from here to there
And Rasta can't lick him chalice (The whole a we are one)
Jah Ras Tafari! Must smite them things!
As mi plant a seed, ya run come raid mi field
Look inna I yaself and tell me the way you feel
My children wake up in the morning without a nice meal.
Simply because you can go wheel and tear down and mek a deal (Mi can't do like you)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Rasta need it now!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (You need another conscience)
Legalization fi we ganja herb! (Put it up quick!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb!
Some say we have to bite the bullet
What about poor children have no teeth, a suck them ago suck it
We have to sell the ganja herb,
We buy a ticket (My God!)
Down in a Babylon the situation, we just can't take it! (Back up!)
Legalization fi the ganja herb! (Bounce me back!)

Too long in our little ghetto wrong has been going on - let's protest
Children of Israel who really love rights
For Jah set I&I; as a watchman - around Babylonian walls
Oh, Children of Israel
I&I; should never hold I peace while wrong is going on - day or night
Man! Bust down Babylon gates - preparing the way - preparing the way for Jah People
Fight down war crime, fight down war and crime, fight down war and crime
And build up righteousness
Jah Rastafari, Jah Rastafari, Jah Rastafari - preserve all people
Put crime away - put crime away again
Jah set I&I; still as a watchman, around Babylon walls
Yes, Children of Israel
I&I; should never hold our peace - while we are penalized day and night

And is a su su come su su come su su come su su come
Fire bun deeem
Then is a su su come su su come su su come su su come
Fire bun deeem...why?
Natty dread
Taking over... shout it and tell dem Culture
Natty dread...Natty curly congo ayah
Taking over
For i hear the baldheads dem a screw among demselfs for di dready
Fire bun dem
Natty dread...can yu hear!
Taking over...once at last in Revelation time
Natty dread..
Taking over..oooh Jah... yeeh
Once upon a time
We couldn't get a blight...Natty Dread
Everyone had got something in hand except Natty Dread
Natty Dread..take it or leave it
Taking over...technically
Natty Dread..never get weary
Taking over...yu take it oh
For a little while dread
Taking over...yeah
Natty Dread.. Jah choose and son of vision say
Taking over...for victory at last
Natty Dread...rise your rights and Black people say all nations

And is a su su come su su come su su come su su come
Fire bun deeem
Then is a su su come su su come su su come su su come
Fire bun deeem...why?
Natty dread
Taking over... shout it and tell dem Culture
Natty dread...Natty curly congo ayah
Taking over
For i hear the baldheads dem a screw among demselfs for di dready
Fire bun dem
Natty dread...can yu hear!
Taking over...once at last in Revelation time
Natty dread..
Taking over..oooh Jah... yeeh
Once upon a time
We couldn't get a blight...Natty Dread
Everyone had got something in hand except Natty Dread
Natty Dread..take it or leave it
Taking over...technically
Natty Dread..never get weary
Taking over...yu take it oh
For a little while dread
Taking over...yeah
Natty Dread.. Jah choose and son of vision say
Taking over...for victory at last
Natty Dread...rise your rights and Black people say all nations

Everywhere she see I am, she want money
Monday morning comes, she hops in.
Tuesday morning comes she don't turn up at all.
Wednesday evening come out I eat a little fresh rice, 'cause I'm an Italist.
Thursday evening come she don't turn up at all.
Friday morning come when I'm about to get me pay, and when I look her foot stretch out in other way.
Everywhere she see I am, she want money.
Monday morning comes, she hops in.
Tuesday morning comes she don't turn up at all.
Wednesday evening come out I eat a little fresh rice, 'cause I'm an Italist.
Thursday evening come she don't turn up at all.
Friday morning come when I'm about to get me pay, and when I look her foot stretch out in other way.
She have gold 'round her ankle,
gold 'round her waist,
gold around her little neck and chest,
gold in her ears and gold in her nose,
gold 'round her head and gold 'round her eye for..

Hunters will be hunted
Blood spilled for blood
In my mind
Your end is justified
No exceptions
No acceptance
No forgiveness
Your merciless sport
Blood spilled for blood
Your blood for their blood
Blood spilled for blood
In the name of recreation
I deny
I deny it
I've heard it said
That life is a series
Of trade-offs
Your life for theirs
Seems only fair
Your life for theirs
Seems only fair

My bredreen i love so well
When we where all such sufferers
There was an old tattoo
Dat He made i
To cover i Shade Down in cell
Way down in the gullie
There was an old tatto
Dat He made i
To cover my i shade down in cell
But we wait him down
One day while we were gone dat way
To chant Jah old black work
Me say
Here cames the old tatto
Dat He made i
To cover i shade down in the cell
We are all children of africa and the Most Hig
He shamed came the old tatto
Dat He made i
To cover i shade down in cell
Sad news
But a pain to my heart
Can yu imagine dat
Way we have been in sufferation
Do yu tink out
Dat dought is to yu
Do yu tink my brother
I couldn't done this to yu
Me say
Here cames the old tatto
Dat He made i
To cover i shade down in cell
Been this for me my brother yeh
Here cames the old tatto
Dat He made i
To cover i shade down in cell
Mother and father feel it and turn around
Me say
Here cames the old tatto
Dat He made i
To cover i shade down in cell
We have gone on wailing for an equal rights and love
Me say
Here cames the old tatto
Dat He made i
To cover i shade down in cell
We use to praise and give tanks and lick up togheter
Here comes the old tatto
Dat he made i
Look over i shelt and said
He got no mercy on i'n'i turn a red to

Hey Rastafari King of Kings
Lord of Lords, Conquering Lion
Rastafari
No night in a Zion, there is no night there
Hallelujah, there is no night there
King Rastafari is our light and we need no other light
Hallelujah, there is no night there
No night in a Zion, there is no night there
Hallelujah, there is no night there
Rastafari is our light and we need no other light
Hallelujah, there is no night there
For the Babylon is full of bad ways and bad decision
All they know to do is make guns and ammunition
Never yet to ever make any good decision
And the people out there in the street they suffer by that
Hear what I'm saying
No night in a Zion, there is no night there
Hallelujah, there is no night there
King Rastafari is our light and we need no other light
Hallelujah, there is no night there
(solo)
For me no in none a dem and a dem cantankorous business
All they want fe do is fasten you up in a politics
But the Rastaman him vote for him dreadlocks already
When I vote for you them tell me now vote for me
Stop that!
No night in a Zion, there is no night there
Hallelujah, there is no night there
King Rastafari is our light and we need no other light
Hallelujah, there is no night there
Wake up and look at my doorway early this morning
And when I look out it was the census taker standing
I said bredda man look out and see me vote for me dreadlocks already
When I vote for you, tell me who vote for my baby
No night in a Zion, there is no night there
Hallelujah, there is no night there
Jah Rastafari is our light and we need no other light
Hallelujah, there is no night there
No night in a Zion, there is no night there
Hallelujah, there is no night there
Rastafari is our light and we need no other light
Hallelujah, there is no night there
Come and make we sing out the music
No time to idle soldiers
Step up in Zion's Light
No time for boys

Not as mine
Undernourished minds falsify
Turn holocaust to lullaby
Roushing the vein of an era with no backbone
What kind of freedom confines
Rapes the mind
Your freedom
Is not as mine
Age of indulgence
Refusal
Immediate gratification
Refusal
Infantile behavior
Refusal
From a culture
So advanced
Not as mine
Not as mine
Not as mine
Your privileges
Not as mine
Your freedom
Not as mine
Your rights are not, not
Not as mine
I may have the right

This is my manifest function
Altruistic, systematic
I will sacrifice for the good of the whole
Oppressed and undressed by oligarchic control
So heckle me through my revolution
It's the only thing keeping you alive
I put the air you've stolen back into your lungs
And the water you blacken back into your blood
We are born to a world of beauty and color
Why must you gouge out your eyes
Just to feel around in the comfortable dark
Know nothingness of convenience
I can't hold it completely against you
You've been conditioned by tradition as so many before
So here I am again cleaning up your mess
Here we are again picking up your tab
Everything turns a threatening shade of grey
But this is where we'll stand
Vegan
Straight-Edge
Terms that seem
Stupid to you
But these are terms that
Separate me
From the destruction
You refuse to
Attempt to
Undo
Love
Life
Reform
Redirect
Rebuild
Reassess
Relearn
Reinstate
Repeal
Relive
Renounce all acclamations
Renounce indoctrinations
Renounce all intoxication
Consumption of populations
My goal is liberation
My goal is integration
Self determination

Hold not Thy peace, oh God of my salvation
Because the mouth of the wicked and the deceitful is open
Eh-eh...
Come with I...
Rastaman throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling to all wicked men
Natty man throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling to all wicked men
Only when man like Marcus Garvey speak
Wicked men would ah hear (hear nuh hear)
Instead of that they only sit aside and rob and cheat
And oppress the poor (mi God, what a sin thing!)
Nyabinghi throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling to all wicked men
Binghiman throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling to all wicked men
If Rasta make a progressive move
Wicked men a red-eye (eh-eh)
All they want to see the days when they can send out Rasta
Can't send I out, I send out Babylon
Binghiman throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling to all wicked men
Binghiman throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling to all wicked men
Things change, the table is turned
And you'll have to live, and live and learn
President Mandela was in prison
For twenty add years (eh-eh)
And he leave from the prison
And take the seat of the president (stoned one)
Binghiman, we throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling inna Africa
Binghiman, we throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling inna European land
He have eyes to see, let them see
He who have ears to hear, let them hear
What the prophet of the land say (listen)
Truthful one throw one stone
And it bring a bad feeling to all wicked men
The truthful one, them throw one stone

This one is livicated to all youthman
And Grandmothers who are involved in doing wrong
Quiet yourself youthman no bother with the war
Quiet yourself youthman no bother with the war
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
Quiet yourself youthman
Quiet yourself youthman
Granny round a kitchen a screw up face like she a bawl
Granny round a kitchen a screw up face like she a bawl
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
You hear what I say ...
Only if Granny had bend that tree from it was young
Granny one grandson wouldn't live a penitentiary wall
I say Granny one grandson wouldn't live a penitentiary wall
Monday morning come you gone a Halfway Tree
Tuesday morning you gone a Second Street
Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
You hear this
Everything him walk in with you tell him him lucky
Everything him come in with you take it and tell him him lucky
Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
Quiet yourself youthman
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall
For Granny one grandson gone live a penitentiary wall

The soles of his feet became bruised from constant pacing
Back and forth from the hallway to the kitchen, a peak in the fridge and back again
The tile had been cruel to his feet and the phone to his ear
It was 4 o' clock and he was finally off the telephone and began to ready himself for departure
The alarm had been set for 11 in the morning but no feet touched the floor until a quarter to 2
The past three weeks had been like this, unproductive, long...
School was finished and he was unemployed
Bills meant nowhere near as much as they should, but concern and stress were far from scarce
What troubled him the most perhaps, was his inability to create
He'd been told often that he was a talented individual, at times he even believed it
But lately there had been no drive, he was uninspired for his surroundings had made themselves grey and dull in his presence
He was insensitive for love had left him and he was confident of its unwillingness to return
He was unmotivated for his necessities had been masquerading themselves as options
It was may, rainy, silent and hungry
Music for the first time bored him and he refused to test that boredom
He would have read the books that he had set aside for summer had his eyes and his mind been willing and capable of concentrating on even the titles, let alone the contents
But they instead shifted quickly and randomly from wall to wall, from thought to thought
He missed her, although he wasn't sure which her he missed
He needed her, although he doubted that she existed
Each week called itself a day and he felt 50 as he sluggishly crept each of his 20 year old legs into his pants
They were light sort of army green, but the poor lighting in his apartment gave the illusion of a much darker shade
The socks he wore were the same as yesterday's as was the shirt
He stood there in the middle of his room staring blankly at his bed reflecting on a parallel that his friend had drawn earlier, between the process of making one's bed in the morning only to undo it the same night and striving to achieve something that will inadvertently and surely be destroyed
He made it nonetheless
He scratched his head and discovered dandruff, wiped his chin found ungroomed stubble
He would have been ashamed of himself if he had the energy
He would have hung himself had he even cared
But instead life had reached such a point of unimportance that it wasn't even worth ending
His window to the world has his cordless phone, as it was his means of contacting those that consistently pretended to care about him and his means to pretend to care about them
He was happy they were there, it was a satisfying system
All the shades in every window in the flat had been drawn and he could barely find his shoes in the darkness that should not exist in one's apartment at 4 o' clock in the afternoon
They were tanned converse low-tops, cracked on the sides, torn in the back, crooked tongue and reeking of cat piss
He was convinced they still did the job but they'd retired behind his back riddled with holes and promises of disease
His breath smelled, his tooth was broken, he would have masturbated but he had lust at nothing
He became slow, pale, greasy
The light hurt his eyes as he stepped outside and took longer than usual to adjust
The mailbox downstairs offered nothing but an electric bill and a letter to some lady named lesley
He imagined that she was a previous owner of his apartment who had failed to notify the post office of a changed address
Letters in her name came frequently and he read them all
He wanted to meet her and maybe spit on her
He resented her for getting his hopes up whenever he'd open his mailbox
He'd considered killing her
He made his way to his car, his tires looked low, half-caps were missing
His car was grey and he felt that was symbolic but wished he was smart enough to know just what it symbolized
He crawled in and shut the door finally muting that goddamn bluejay
The interior smelled of cat piss as well and was littered with cassettes and receipts
He leaned forward and rested his head on the steering wheel, wanted to throw up but wasn't sure why
At 10:05 in the p.m. he awoke still in his car having not made it out of the parking lot
He wasn't upset by this for he had forgotten where exactly he intended to go in the first place
He tasted sleep in his mouth and felt the imprint of the wheel on his right temple
as he peeled off his head from the plastic
Locking up his car he ascended to his apartment where he resumed his slumber fully clothed
The next morning his alarm rang loudly, promptly at 11 o' clock
But no feet touched the ground until 3:30 in the afternoon

I don't want to
No, I don't want to be outside
When Zion Gate close
I just want to
Yes, I want to be inside
When Zion Gate close
'Cause the world is enslaved
Millions are lost
Some seeking world power, some vanity
They don't remember Jah
Sadder iniquity, prostitution
Too much wrong-doings
In the sight of Jah
So I don't want to
No, I don't want to be outside
When Zion Gate close
I just want to
Yes, I want to be inside
When Zion Gate close
Yeah, I don't want to be outside
Black woman
Can't you see what they are doing to you, oh?
Giving you evil bill to destroy your nation
You're onto me(??)
Though one can teach the children the wrong-doings
And tell them that it's right
So, I don't want to
No, I don't want to be outside
When Zion Gate close
I just want to
Yes, I want to be inside
When Zion Gate close

Me a go throw me corn, and me no call no fowl
And you see who want pick up a macka corn and swallow it
And make it pitch cross him throat, make him gwaan
You Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E
Hey Mr. Hav E! Yuh Hav E already
Hey you Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E (Hey you) Hav E Hav E
You Have E already
Me said fi move your hand with your big quart cup
Please don't let it stay there full and keep running over
My command is:
Give the youth a try, give the youth a try
Let them even suck their mother's milk and even eat bread (Them nah waan go a prison)
So give the youth a try, give the youth a try (One more time)
Let them even suck their mother's milk and even eat bread
You! Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E
Greedy man, oh! Hav E already
Crack the pen and gone
A Mr. You Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E
Hey Hav E! Yuh Hav E already
Boy chuh. Come like I a use a chicken bone and stop you now
And a use a Cutlass and a cut you throat now for justice
Me said fe have your hand with your big quart cup
Please don't let it stay there full and keep running over
Give the youth a try, give the youth a try (One more time)
Let them suck their mother's milk and even eat bread
I know they are all suffering
Hey Mr. Hey you Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E (lock the prison door) Hav E Hav E
You Have E already
Old penitentiary, penitentiary
Time for the lock spoil and the key throw away
That's for the jail house key
And that a back you up and that a big you up
All because you can tell lie pon youth and send them to prison
Hey Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E Hav E (share it)) Hav E Hav E
You Have E already
Back down off your pomp and pride!
A Mr Hav E Hav E (straight down off your high horse) Hav E Hav E
For you Hav it already
Down a seaside in a boat
Stinking fish- that's all the life Mr. Baseball salutes
Can't take back no more, can't take that no more
They need some education and proper schooling
So wheh yuh a do? So wheh yuh a seh?
You Mr Hav E Hav E Hav E (Don't you know?) Hav E
You have it already
Give back some to society!
A Mr. Hav E Hav E Hav E ...
Hav E already
Saw a woman the other morning with a dirty baby lying on her breast

my God is,my God is,my God is writing,my God is writing on the wall
Rastafari is,Rastafari is writing,Jah is writing on the wall
but whatever you do and whatever you say
my God is writing on the wall, Jah is writing on the wall
the chances you take,and the mistakes you make
my God is writing on the wall ,how fast you go and how fast you break
my God is writing on the wall (hear what i say) chorus
Rastafari is,Rastafari is writing on the wall
the Conquering Lion of Judah is bound to break every chain (all African
sing) chorus:
Rastafari is,Rastafari is writing on the wall
no matter how you susu and no matter how you sprat,
Jah Jah is writing on the wall
whatever you are crumbs or whether you a Big Mac
Jah Jah is writing on the wall
chorus:
don't think with water he writes with fire
my God is writing on the wall ,chorus:
not even a chalice nor a spliff to burn to open your eyes for,
my God is writing on the wall (brothers and sisters)

I´ve being questioned to meet early on the street
- many want to know the reason why?
I am a rastaman
many people see I many people ask I?
why am I a rastaman
many people see I many people ask?
why am I a rastaman
cause, it´s because of the babyloon and the siituation?
it´s because of the babyloon and the siituation
when I was a boy about eight years old
there was a surtain rastaman
and he love all the children
and he treated us like a man
even the little children than no one cared
he called up on everyone
and he gave us food and treated everyone
with a special love
Chorus:
many people see I, many people ask I?
why am I a rastaman
(but he tought I the LOVE to give to everyone)
many people see I many people ask I?
why am I a rastaman
(there is no better way to express my love, to each and everyone)
one satuarday morning
a special thing happend to this man
he moved out of babyloon
HIM take away the rastaman
to the root of HIM herb and the meat of HIM fruit
and throw it in a van
(and staight up brother for ten years)
I never see the rastaman
they took him to general penetentry and
send him back as a valid man
but GOD could not change him his mind
cause in that prison was just his body, man, oh
Chorus:
many people see I, many people ask I?
why am I a rastaman
(no matter how hard the battle be - I still have JAH in my hand)
many people see I many people ask I?
why am I a rastaman
(how sweet the name of JAH JAH song - to every rightous rastaman)
am the same old rastaman
taught you paushing and ting
would come out and have cyculation
and we would use a true bird, man
now I have seen telling me u
got no dark and it got no use, man
donkey, horses and cross keeper
trooding on I being am a man
Chorus:
everyone see, I everyone ask I?
why am I a rastaman
(am here to prove and testify- about our prophecy)
everyone who see I , everyone ask I?
why am I a rastaman
(they baptaised marcus garvey and christ - they was a rastaman)
everyone see I, everyone ask I?
why am I a rastaman
(I vote and fight for another right and it can´t be no other wise man)
everyone see I, everyone ask I?
why am I a rastaman
(I love my brothers and I sisters and I can not give up a tall man)
Brother Brown, brother Duke, brother John, brothers stand up Man
I use to hear them beat the drums and sing
there in the forest land
many people see I many people ask I?
why am I a rastaman
I love the beat of the nayabing that call the creation
many people see I, many people ask I?
why am I a rastaman

The axe man have left the root of the tree and it is fruitless
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course, Mass a God
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Dog safe to sit down and stretch out its tail too long.
Dirty nigga will mash it.
Every little thing you do too progressive
None ambitious people crush it
Them nuh have no ambition at all
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Fuitless trees must be yewn down
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
And me hear Mr. Vally
Him a chat seh
Since brother Bob dead, reggae music gone down
But I have story for the youth
But as long as bitter belly Joseph Hill is alive
Reggae music is alive! (You know what kill me man?)
When I look around me I saw death stole away
My brother Dennis Brown
I'm crying, but we will carry on
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Don't watch me, watch yourselves!
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Not everything good fi eat sometime
Old time people say "Good fe talk"
And the same stone that the builder refused in the morning
Becomes the head cornerstone
And new king sit upon the throne
Hey, where the tree falls
Hey, there shall it lie until judgement take its course
Root of all immoral laws
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
(You know something?)
Marcus Garvey say all immoral laws
Must be disobeyed
And no powers shall make me bow down to the laws
Oh, no little faggot! (Forgot that! Man, not I!)
For where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Whether you a tomato or you a cedar
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
We gonna rode little chariot, old little chariot a g'waan
Mek reggae music g'waan
And who's here will stay here
And who fi gone, is already gone
Lift up your red pearly gates
Where the tree falls
There shall it lie until judgement take its course
Keep on preying with me, my brother
Where the tree falls

Too long in our little ghetto wrong has been going on - let's protest
Children of Israel who really love rights
For Jah set I&I; as a watchman - around Babylonian walls
Oh, Children of Israel
I&I; should never hold I peace while wrong is going on - day or night
Man! Bust down Babylon gates - preparing the way - preparing the way for Jah People
Fight down war crime, fight down war and crime, fight down war and crime
And build up righteousness
Jah Rastafari, Jah Rastafari, Jah Rastafari - preserve all people
Put crime away - put crime away again
Jah set I&I; still as a watchman, around Babylon walls
Yes, Children of Israel
I&I; should never hold our peace - while we are penalized day and night

B'woy, if yah see the remnant of sufferation and disgrace
Where the English government left inna Africa- dog b'woy
Them have no respect for the people and act and a come g'waan like them decent
It was way down in West Africa, way down in the slave country
I took a walk, I took a walk down in West Africa
Down in West Africa
And there I found myself taking a short stop
Way down in Ghana
To tell them that me on ya
Then after I took a rest I took a walk
Way over to Cape Coast slave dungeon
To see what was happening (Hear what the song say)
Equal rights and justice stand for all
Them a preach upstairs rights from downstairs (Lord have mercy)
Them rip up creation
Slave trade continue until I found myself way over in
Sierra Leone
At the foot of Lion Mountain
It was around about Christmastime
Then I stop to have a drink of palm wine
But one thing- them want the people live like swine
They gave guns and bullets to the rebels and start to
teach them to fight each other for iamond
It was a diamond war (Yet for whom?)
And all because there was nothing to gain
I've never seen the United Nation cry peace again
So you nuh see the corruption (and I look at you)
Out of the woodland
Man a nah nuh fight none
Stretch out your hand, put it out yourself
What do you want? Long sleeve or short sleeve?
And them a take them cutlass and them chop it off
(your request now)
Long sleeve them chop you on the wrist
Short sleeve them a cut it to the arm
We have everything in paradise (my God)
Here in the West
Even them Christmastime them song like a Christmastime without light!!
From the woodland
Just the sound of a bird.
When I woke up in my lonely cottage, listening to the song of each thing
And every man them a fight it don't know who is gonna win
War in a Africa
But it is extra slaughter there in Sierra Leone

We regret to announce the death
Of the liars and the thieves and all those that
Bust gun upon their bredren for nothing at all
And keep on robbing the innocent man night and day
Tell me how you gonna walk with Jah
When your dirty ways not right
You walk with your gun upon my innocent man
So tell me how you gonna walk with Jah
It will be pretty flowers on gold box
For you've got to meet your Waterloo
You open fire down in Rema
In a Franklintown there too (hey)
Hearse a go run tonight
Whether red, blue, pink or white
You don't live up in this world like a man
So tell me how you gonna walk with Jah
What a something, what a fight, what a controversy
What a la la pon the tractor when the wise cannot draw it
It will be pretty flowers on gold box
Start to laugh after Rastaman locks
How you gonna face yourself, you are a idiot?
Tell me how you gonna walk with Jah
Something gonna go wrong tonight
Those dirty ways not right
You use your own teeth to cut your own throat
Tell me how you gonna walk with Jah
Death bell a go ring at your door
Cause you cheat and no praise the poor
Jah see and know but can not take it no more
Lord, separation knocking at their doors
Tell me how you gonna walk with Jah
When your greedy belly too full
You bite off too much more than what you can chew
And craven a go choke puppy
Tell me how you gonna walk with Jah
To Zion with your revolver
You can not go to Zion with your big gun
Make we go there, have some fun
Tell me how you gonna walk with Jah
When you don't love the children at all
As soon as you stop then the youth will start
And wicked men start them to fall

Sacrifice this love
Unconditional love
Takes all my strength
For me not to cut my throat
Out of my sight
But forever in my mind
Put your pride aside
Let emotion take over
These scars have faded away
With all the tears
Memories burn holes in my heart
Let the blackness shine through
Cold numb in my mind
Burns right through these eyes
Slow moving time
Bleeding out my sickness
I'm still waiting drained
Stumbled over a piece of my past
Only wanting
To forget
Sacrifice this love
Sacrifice our love
Sacrifice my love
Unconditional love
Unconditional love
Unconditional love
Unconditional love
You promised me
Unconditional

Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesize, say
"St. Jago de la Vega and Kingston is gonna read"
And I can see with mine own eyes
It's only a housing scheme that divide
Wat a liiv an bambaie, it dread
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How beautiful it used to be
And it has been destroyed by lightning,
Earthquake and thunder, I say, what?
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash - it dread
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
I take a ride sometimes
On Penn Overland and Bronx
And sometimes I ride on bus X-82, say what?
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Marcus Garvey was inside of Spanish Town district Prison
And when they were about to take him out
He prophesied and said
"As I have passed through this gate"
"No other prisoner shall enter and get through"
And so it is until now
The gate has been locked, so what?
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash, it dread
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash, it bitter, bitter, bitter
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash, a man a go feel it
Wat a liiv an bambaie

Not to be
Held accountable
For what i've done
That was then, this is now
It's not what I do
Left behind
I turned away
The twenty fourth letter
Bears all i am
And I will
Walk away
In the past
Buried grave
Left behind
Left alone
I'd like to think
That I've come farther than that
I'd like to think
That I could be given more credit than that
I'd like to think
That my mistakes
And when they move on
They're still in the past
In the past
Buried grave
Left behind
Left alone
And I will

Pain finds
My void
Makes me
Feel whole
Lets me know
I can still feel
Stagnant slow
Beat of a heart
My silent scream
Still unheard
Sadness for the lonely
Silence surrounds me
My minds screams the words
Draining
Vision
Ending
My life
Have the words
On the tip of my tongue
My mind won't let them out
My silent scream
Still unheard
Sadness for the lonely
Silence surrounds me
My minds screams the words
Waist deep in this filth
Let the rain wash it away
Clouds break and the sun shines through
Give birth to brand new day
Blackness consumes my mind
My body too weak weak to move
There's nothing left of me
Empty shell of a human being
Waist deep in this filth
Let the rain wash it away
Clouds break and the sun shines through
Give birth to brand new day
Blackness consumes my mind
My body too weak weak to move
There's nothing left of me
Empty shell of a human being
Empty Shell

Reggae Music for a reason
You see you can play it under Jah season
I play reggae music in the middle of the street
Play reggae music because it's our beat
Play reggae music because it was ordered
By the Messiah Marcus Garvey
Trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Don't allow politicians to fool you again
Another lawyer to plea your case
They love the doctor to poison you
And even the minister to indoctrinate you
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
You trust the teachers to teach your children
Trust the mechanic to build your car
Trust the carpenter to build your house
And yet you don't trust your brother at all
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
(solo)
You don't even trust yourself...
Please be yourself...
You trust the media to give you our news
And my simple words you do refuse
You don't trust Rastafari
You won't even listen to I and I and I
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Please...
I stand up for the right of every man
As lonely as long as I can
We can win the victory
To fight on for humanity
Trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
My eyes are in the human body
Several of them are in your head
So why don't you clean up your life and try to live
Like the Congo Natty Dread
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Jah Rastafari
Jah! Rastafari!
One mother you've got
I must remind you
And you must respect her
To the highest level I say, man
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me, trust me
And trust yourself too

We don't need no tribal
Inna this ya time, yeah
Tribal war can't solve the problem
Tribal war can't solve it at all
Tribal war can't solve the problem
Tribal war can't solve it at all
Just the other day I forward down a river side
Nuh fi go check Granny a scrub some clothes
As she smoke up her herb in her little chalk pipe
She said: "Chah, not even the soap nah sudd again"
Tribal war can't solve the problem
Tribal war can't solve it at all
Tribal war can't solve the problem
Tribal war can't solve it at all
The other day I saw a ladies war
They were planning to march up to such house
They said they're not getting any justice within the kitchen
So they plan to make a big war with their big spoon
I said ladies tell me where are you going
They said: "I'm going to stand up and fight for my rights"
Tribal war can't solve the problem
Tribal war can't solve it at all
Tribal war can't solve the problem
Tribal war can't solve it at all
Another time I saw a youth man
With an M-16 just lying on his back
I said youth man tell me where are you going
He said: "I'm going to stand up and fight for my rights"
Tribal war can't solve the problem
Tribal war can't solve it at all
Tribal war can't solve the problem
Tribal war can't solve it at all
We should live in love
War can't do a thing
The arms of gun is helpless
Fathers against son
Countries against countries
What we need, all we need is love
We don't need no war

Too long the people's hidden in the darkness (Oh milord!)
Now is the time, now is the time,
that we all should see the light.
civilisation begins here.
Now, it's been too long.
Too long, too long in slavery.
Free us god.
Now, it's been too long.
Too long, too long in slavery.
But we were brought here,
to do a very necessary job (job job job)
Now that the work is over, we want to know when we will be returned.
That's what we ask.
They stole us, away from africa.
Could not let you buy.
Not at our will
but stole us away on these three ships.
Do you want to hear what's their names?
But they are races, Jesus,
Races, Jesus, of god.
This is my way of loving, and that is the destruction of poor black people.
Too much of that.
Now, it's been too long.
Too long, too long in slavery.
black man get up, stand up blackfoot
Now, it's been too long.
Too long, too long in the slavery.
Why, milord? (3x)
My mother suffer, my father suffer.
My brother die in penitentiary, under solitary confinement.
Why milord? (oh lord oh lord)
All the international morality is at stake.
Why milord?
Now that the work is over, we want to know when we will be the returned.
couldn't believe you see, they stole us away on these three ships.
Now, it's been too long.
Too long, too long in slavery.
Free the people and let them move in liberty
Now, it's been too long.
Too long, too long in slavery.
So the struggle continue..
But while the struggle continue, I'm going to tell you

We can once seek Rasta with Peace
Corner, corner these are these
Harder, harder these are these
Ooh! That door Ooh! Jah talk
Each and everyday time is getting harder,
Some of them are girls some are boys
Each and everyday time is getting harder,
Some of them are girls some are boys
They can't get no food to eat; can't get no clothes to wear
No where to lay their weary head
They go to bed with once and they wake up with give me
Some of them are girls some are boys
Working man want this, working man want that
Lazy man want just the same
We got to make effort, to get what necessities, Lord!
You forward to the market to make a small purchase every item rise sky high
The longer you live the more you got to pay
Some of them are girls some are boys
People are dying; little babies are crying
There care is?! No sympathy!
Think about the greedy, they leave nothing for the needy
Some of them are girls some are boys
What about taxation
kind of the in creation
Some of them are girls some are boys
You call for it then,
you surely get it
be careful what you are praying for
Chorus!
That close they where, that close the system
No money in some pocket
Some depend on girlfriends

I TOOK A SPLIFF THIS MORNING OF
THE INTERNATIONAL HERB
IT MAKE I FEEL SO GROOVY MAN (THE INTERNATINAL HERB)
IT GIVES ME INSPIRATION IN MUSIC MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
SO THAT IS WHY I CANT REFUSE IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
MY BREDREN NUH LOVE IT AND I LOVE IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
THE SPAN OF MY LIFE IS NOT A BUCKET MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
(break)
HEY!
JAH (RASTAFARI) SELASSIE I
JAH (RASTAFARI) LIVE IT UP
JAH (RASTAFARI) ME TELL YU
JAH (RASTAFARI)
ITS GOOD FOR MEDITATION MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
AND IT WAS WAY FROM CREATION MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
EVEN THE DOCTORS KNOWS ABOUT IT TOO (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
SCIENTISTS THEY KNOWS ABOUT IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
TAKE A DRAW AND DON´T YOU DOUBT IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
FOR IF YOU GO TO AFRICA YOU WILL SEE IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
RUN UP BY ENGLAN AND YOU WILL SEE IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
(break)
RUN CLEAR HE! HE!
ME YA TELL YU....WAA... (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
MAN I JUST CAN´T DO WHITHOUT IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
COME FROM TAIWAN LIFE IN A STICK YEH (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
COLOMBIAN STYLEE ROPE IT BACK TOO (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
SCHOOL CHILDREN THEY LOVE IT AND THEY LOVE IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
I SAW THERE BIRDS AND BIRDS EAT IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
AND I GOT TO UTILIZE IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)
NO ONE CAN TELL I TO BRUTALIZE IT MAN (THE INTERNATIONAL HERB)

I'll be the self determined damned
Before the blessed lump of clay
I'll be the self reliant idiot
Before the learned led astray
I'll be the unholy over reactor
Before the smiling unaffected
I'll be the laughing-stock revolutionary
Before the dignified slave
I demand solidarity
This is a call to arms
But you refuse to grow
We've lost faith in overthrow
In the power to resist
In the strength to assist
In the importance of the self
Open your eyes
Heteronome
Our mother freedom
Is calling us home to civility
You will die
The everyman
And although you will die
I will simply end
Call me status-quomophobic
But I'm not dazzled by your order
I'm not impressed by amenities
I will be governed internally
You will die
The everyman
And although you will die
I will simply end
And although you will die

Hey me brethren, you know wha gwaan now?
The boss a sell ticket fi gwaan a the moon- a wha him gwaan 'bout?
Who gave order to go to the moon?
"Me boss," he say so
Who gave order to build a station?
"Me boss," he say so
Who gave order to come Kosovo?
"Me boss," he say so
Who gave the order to bomb Iraq? (Jesus Christ)
"Me boss," he say so
Children, tell me who is the boss
Who is the boss?
Is the boss make life? Or is he the anti-Christ?
Who gave the order to come Vietnam?
"The boss," he say so
Who gave the rights to Apartheid in South Africa?
"The boss," he say so
Tell me who is the boss!
And what is? who is this great boss?
All he have for you is a pound of stale rice
And some funny looking
One, one cocoa full basket
But him tell you that him have mountains of it
All because him waan you get greedy and come catch after it
Then him feed you with grit
Tell me who is the boss (Is this right?)
Who is this boss? (Me God!)
Tell me who is this boss
Is he right or is he the anti-Christ?
I read about the seven-headed beast
That shall rise up in this time
I read about him in Revelation
Come to destroy and corrupt our nation (Man!)
Tell me who is this boss (I waan know!)
Who is the boss?
Nuff nuff law in one different country, me God!

Tell me that you'll wait
Tell me that you'll wait for me
I gotta come back some day so tell me that you'll wait for me
I'm leaving on a jetplane
So tell me that you'll wait for me
Once again we're facing a tough situation
No need to be bassing cause time we'll be wasting
We've been through this type of thing before
When I stepped to the ride and you stood crying in the door
I really hate moments that turn out like these
I'd sail the seven seas if I thought that I would ease
The discomfort we feel when we must part
There's not a man alive that wouldn't feel it in his heart
Living out a suitcase always on the move
I really appreciate the fact that you've always waited
And been ready and willing
Supporting what I'm doing and how I'm feeling
Travelling all over may keep the bills paid
But I couldn't stand myself if our love was to fade
Over and over I dwell on this issue
Cause when I'm away I can't help but miss you
Tell me that you'll wait
Tell me that you'll wait for me
I gotta come back some day so tell me that you'll wait for me
I'm leaving on a jetplane

* Intro from "Tombstone" (1993)
After all this time
I thought
I knew you
Like the back of my hand
Still crossed
And that will never change
I hear your edge has gone dull
I can not feed into your fall
I can only cry for you
And continue to rise above
After all this time
I'm still going strong
I thought
I knew you
Like the back of my hand
I'm still crossed
And that will never change
After all this time
Going strong

A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
I pray to Jah honestly
To please let me live honestly
Love my brother that's all I need
I need no riches just harmony
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
I'm willing Jah to lay down
At Zion doorway like a foot mat
Even the saints of Zion
Trod upon my back and enter in, but
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
I pray every day to see
The falling of the wicked man
I know that wickedness will prevail
But only for a little while and
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
Cannot go to Zion with your force
Have manners and enter in Jah house
You cannot live here with your big gun
All you got to do is help me pray
Let's kneel on our knees and clasp our hands
And say: Father please help me
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
Children having children
Poverty upon the door
I've seen white squall
Walking on the street
With man under arrest (yeah)
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
Satan is around us like a roaring lion
Seeking Jah children to devour
All the days of our lives
Like a hungry eagle
Flying through the sky
Seeking form and soul to devour
But don't let him catch us
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
Hear me when I say
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
Hear me when I pray
Give me strength oh Jah I pray
With Thy manna up from Mount Zion
And no one can give satisfaction
But Thee alone
Sit upon Thy throne
And pardon our transgression
And stretch forth pity to Thy children
In the morning time
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for I
A slice of Mount Zion is for
A slice of Mount Zion belong to

Boy, as far as I see life, food nah sweet a one man mouth.
And this thing haffe share. Otherwise a death!
I want to share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Rich man, share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you (Tek warning!)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Man, share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
First you must remember:
Children got to go to school
Second, you got to know:
We need education
Third, you got to know:
We nuh want to eat and leff
Fourth, you got to know:
The people are no second choice
(Let me let you man)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
(Mr. Rich Man)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you (now)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
You got to remember
Tivoli need to be quiet
Concrete Jungle
Brown's Pen, too
Down in a Dunkirk
They nuh give respect to the poor
How 'bout the people rebel?
And all y'all you start to sell (but mi a warn you)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you (time too tough)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Mr Rich Man
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Mi nuh want no war pon dem down inna de ghettos you know, boss
Ya a hear me man?
The people who are less fortunate boss you a pressure
them for time after time
Ya a hear me man. I said fe listen
First, you must remember:
Prison door wide open
Nine men gone in, and we no want fe ma beaten
(So me a beg you)
Share the riches with the poor
Before we share the poverty with you
Mr. Rich Man
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
(Come on and)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Remember:
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
For many days I have seen
Desperation walking in arm to arm
Shoulder to shoulder and fighting back the willing man
(So me a beg you boss)
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you
Share the riches with the poor
Before they share the poverty with you

There's no use to trod with the Devil...
For me nah go in a Babylon kingdom fi go beg no bread
Me nah go in a Babylon kingdom fi go beg no bread
For Satan company dem a snipers
Satan company dem a snipers
Nah go in a Babylon kingdom fi go beg dem dem bread
Me nah trod in a Babylon kingdom fi go beg dem bread
For Satan company dem a snipers all a dem
Satan company dem a snipers
They rob and they cheat the poor people all the time
They sit and keep a conference while some a drink wine
Satan company dem a snipers, mi Lord
Satan company dem a snipers
I don't want to be in their conference at all
To try and keep poor black people down
Satan company dem a snipers, they're all
Satan company dem a snipers
Su su su su pon them neighbors, idle jesting
Walk the street without the Lord, Jah Rastafari
Satan company dem a snipers, they're all
Satan company dem a snipers
Satan company dem a snipers, oh Jah
Satan company dem a snipers
Cause me nah go in a Babylon kingdom fi go beg no bread
Me nah go in a Satan kingdom fi go beg no bread
Want to see I beg that dem run go chat
Dem and dem neighbor pon the table dem chat bout that
For me nah go in a Babylon kingdom fi go beg no bread
Me nah go in a Babylon kingdom fi go beg no bread
Me nah go in a Babylon kingdom fi go beg no bread

Where is the love to be found, oh People?
Nowhere around...
For I woke on Saturday morning
Feeling sticky and dirty after work
Took a walk down a riverside
I roll a little spliff
Sat down on a stone and start to cool off
With my burden down a riverside
For I check around the youths
And I try to teach the truth
Lay their burden on the riverside
I walk through every corner
Try to find someone to talk to but I have to
Lay their burden on the riverside
For I walk and I talk
And I linger and I search
Lay their burden on the riverside
And I walk, I met the youthman pocket
And I try to search around them
Lay their burden on the riverside
And I sat down quietly
Watch the fishes circle around the little stones
Lay their burden on the riverside
I cup my ears and I heard the little birds
Whistling in the tree like so
Lay their burden on the riverside
Live good among your neighbor
Like sister and brother and
Come with me a riverside
All you need is pray to Jah, quality
You see secret shall be revealed
Lay their burden on the riverside
(solo)
Jah provides for the birds in the air
And the fishes in the sea so what about me
Lay their burden on the riverside
Look at the crow they toil not neither do they spin
Yet father provide far them
Lay their burden on the riverside
Let us walk and talk
And pray quietly in search
Lay their burden on the riverside
Look at the color of those clothes, oh Jah
Make each and every one individually
Lay their burden on the riverside
Where is the love?
Where is the togetherness too?
Lay their burden on the riverside
I can't take the war and I can't take the shooting
Neither the looting, just
Lay their burden on the riverside
I tried around Rema
Even in The Jungle
To find a quiet rest
Round there in a Nannyville
My heart come to a trail
Lay their burden on the riverside
And I knock, and I search
And I whisper and I preach
Lay their burden on the riverside
Where is the quietness
And the love to be found in some corner?
Lay their burden on the riverside
Let us walk, let us search
Let us examine and let us see

Well I have something fe tell you
And when I tell you this
You say father, pop story, gimme
Well father ready fe pop story now
So I hope you're ready fe listen
When daughter in-law go in a mother in-law yard
All clothes washing, she haffe do it
When daughter in-law go in a mother in-law yard
All clothes washing, she haffe do it
Brotherman a come, come let us reason
Come and make we reason, reason
Come, come let us reason
About this condition
And if your heart is tough as dragon
Come spit fire, dragon, dragon
Jah shall bringeth smoother than oil
Pop story, gimme old man
(Me no liar, me no thief)
But you chatty chatty boy
(Anyhow, listen)
When son in-law go in a father in-law yard
All wood looking, a him haffe do it
When son in-law go in a father in-law yard
All wood looking, a him haffe do it
Brotherman a come, come let us reason
Come and make we reason, reason
Brotherman a come, come let us reason
About this condition
And if your heart is tough as dragon
Spit fire like dragon, dragon
Jah shall bringeth smoother than oil
Come, come let me reason
Come and make we reason, reason
Brotherman a come, come let me reason
About this condition
And if your heart is tough as dragon
Though like fe lion, lion
Jah shall bringeth smoother than oil
When daughter in-law go in a mother in-law yard
All clothes washing, she haffe do it
When daughter in-law go in a mother in-law yard
All clothes washing, she haffe do it
When son in-law go in a father in-law yard
All wood looking, a him haffe do it
When son in-law go in a father in-law yard
All wood looking, a him haffe do it

yes mi bredda winston rodney!
the boy we waan see long time
christopher columbus,we catch him
we hold him pon vibes
chorus:
they never want christopher columbus in a italy
they never want christopher columbus in a rome
so how come him down in a west indies land
a bother we 2x
chorus...
how come in a west indies man a ravish my home
how come the boy down to claim my home
he came to the west indies land and saw us on the plantation,
trying hard to work and support and feed our generation
then he came and took out his sword
and hold everything by by the jiffy of a word:thief!
chorus...
then how come down here with boy three finger jack
come kick out rastaman and west indians off the rock
you think a so christopher,think we ago give up easily
he came and start to feed the people again
and not a word of justice could be said
when i look,things upon the land start run red
and the later generation african we affe turn natty dread
chorus... (then tell i something)
so how come him down in a west indies land
a bother we 2x
came and rob us all our vote
rape our sons and daughters at 9 years old
straight after that we can't get no good times fe roll
and our wild animals and our speech and culture is cold
chorus...
so how come him down in a west indies land
a follow we
how come in a west indies land
just a follow we
and everything we working take it away from us

They just a stretch them neck
Across the fences
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
They just a stretch them neck
Across the fences
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
You have got to be clean inside
You have got to be united
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
You have got to have charity
And love within your heart
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
Can't be no prostitute living
You have got to be clean and upful and right
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
Can't be grudgeful nah red eye
Nah licky-licky nah eat swine
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
(Chant)
You've got to have a stretch out hand
To receive in your strange brother
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
The thing can't be too small
To share amongst your brother
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
I would even be a footmat in Mount Zion
And lay down
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
I will beat my drum
And I will sit on the sand on the listening shore of Jamaica
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
They took me from Africa
And leave us here on a pirate boat
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
My children, children, children
Shall give a testimony of his life
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
We'll beat salvation drum from shore to shore
From door to door
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
Iration drum is not a seed on the rich man table
But on the table of the poor
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
Lick it Dread
Selassie I
To see when the Rastaman a come
Sound ye the trumpet of Zion
That the inhasitant of Earth may tremble
Just to see when the Rastaman a come
It's not a big sound
Neither a small sound
To see when the Rastaman a come
It's not a jigsaw
Neither a puzzle
To see when the Rastaman a come
Me no have fi have no spliff
Me no have fi have no pipe

There's nothing near as quiet as the light, I'm looking for
Last time that it appeared, he was lying next to me
Last time I felt his near to whispered ecstasy
And those who need adventure
They can sail the seven seas
And those who search for treasure
They must live on grander dreams
We rose and fell just like the tides
He filled my heart and soul
And I buried all my dreams for someone else to find
In my pirate days
This world is kinder to the kind that won't look back
They are the chosen few, among us now, unbowed somehow
One day he turned to me and before I took one breath
I knew, I would only see his shadow in what light was left
And those who need adventure
They can sail the seven seas
And those who search for treasure
They must live on grander dreams
If I've seen his face since then
It's only been in dreams my friend
Since I came to the end
Of my pirate days
If I've called his name since then
It's only been in dreams my friend
And so I came to the end
Of my pirate days
There's nothing near as quiet as the light, I'm looking for

Some ah dem a say dat dem a bad man
Some ah dem a say dat dem a dan
Di other ress a dem a say a gun man
Di other ress a dem bawl out dem a notch
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
I'm not afraid of your automatic! (one love)
Neither afraid or respect your special! (we want love)
If yuh even go tek up your big six pence
And come to jump and drive over I fence (weh mi say?)
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love (hear what I say)
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
I'm not afraid of your M16
Neither afraid of your bush master
Because from your heart have war I know what you're after
Come to destroy each and everyone (but yah hear mi)
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
(peace within the hall)
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
(come sista mek we rock)
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
(sista pat sista pat)
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
Juss a while ago yuh throw yuh hand over mi shoulder
I feel like fallin to bed (nuh bedtime yet though)
When I tek a stop reggae music get red
I've got to hop and skip and shake up I dread (weh mi say?)
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
(to everybody)
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
All I need is the music to haul and pull up (right! right!)
Mi nah boast off nar push up
But reggae music get internationally
Das why we have got to jump and sing musically
Wha we a sing she??
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
Peace and love inna di dancehall peace and love
(rock an come reggae)

Poison the 666 conception now!!
Hey slavedriver!
I'm asking you this question again and again and again
and again
Work police- you false priest!
Trying to indoctrinate Jah people but, (Hear me man)
When will this payday be?
Slavedriver
When will this payday be?
Tell us this hour
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves (Let me ask you something)
When will this payday be?
Mr. Bigman
When will this payday be?
When will this payday be?
For all these retired slaves (Ya a listen me?)
My forefather worked down here
On this great plantation
True he didn't get no pay
For all their wasted days
Tell us now!
When will this payday be?
Mr. Slavedriver
When will this payday be?
Tell us this hour
When will this payday be?
For all these retired slaves (Lord)
Will this payday be Monday?
Will this payday be Tuesday?
Tell us now!
Will this payday be Wednesday?
Wednesday Jah need a working day (Wednesday can be the
working day)
Can this payday be Thursday?
Ben Johnson day
Can it be Friday?
The Regular Payday!
Will it be Saturday?
Saturday Jean shoemaker wife day
Why don't you give me that (I want it now)
When will this payday be?
Slavedriver
When will this payday be?
Oh, Jah
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves
Tell us now!
When will this payday be?
You better give me that-
When will this payday be?
Tell us this hour
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves
You beat my grandmother in the fields
Rape her and call her a prostitute
Fill the land with colored pay bills
From an outlaw's race
Chuh!
When will this payday be?
I'm asking
When will this payday be?
Backra Master the table is turned
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves
We nuh joke, we nuh take back nuh talk
When will this payday be?
Slavedriver!
When will this payday be?
You'd better give me that
When will this payday be?
For these retired slaves
Bwoy, true!
Mama come suffer, father come suffer
Bad man suffer, pickney come suffer
Brother come, gone a prison
Uncle come, no have no job

Watch this weakheart!
Move your foot,
Watch out 'pon it. (?)
You coulda screw, tell dem blue,
Rastafari dat look 'pon you;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
You coulda screw, tell dem blue,
Your conscious a look 'pon you;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Light up your fire,
To light up your chalice;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Make up the fire,
To light up your chalice;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Look (?) last night,
When your sister dem eat a (?), watch that;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Your rob the poor and needy,
For the rich and greedy;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Weakheart !Look out..
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
No pardon!
Look out.. controlled route.
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
You eat and drink, he!
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Eat nuff pork, an' you nuh know,
You that mek your teeth cut your throat;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Greedy workin', he! Oy!
Jah Jah, Jah Jah!
Ras.. Tafari!
(..)
You coulda do wrong things,
Until you cannot do no more,
The cup full;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
You coulda feel like your bad,
An' have ten thousands guns;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Look out.. weakheart!
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Look out.. what you a go done a ya yard?
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Coulda bun bad lam (?),
Until you cannont bun no more;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Coulda work, who can dat,
Until you cannot work no more;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Light up your fire,
To light up your chalice;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Make up the fire,
To light up your chalice;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
You coulda small like a mustard seed,
Or even grain seed;
Niyabinghi will be chanting tonight.
Hear me when I say!

There is something wrong you know,
Which not even parson can see,
Jah alone can understand.
There is something wrong, you know,
Which not even bishop cannot see,
Jah alone can understand.
So it is Jah,
I tell you is Jah,
only Jah alone,
Jah alone a Christian.
So it's Jah, don't believe it,
Jah, a only jah alone,
Jah alone a Christian.
If you think them a Christian,
Wait until them see a thousand dollars,
Them say no hair no grow in my palm.
And when darkness come down,
Them make some ridiculous move, which,
Jah alone can understand.
So it's Jah, hey,
Jah, a only Jah alone,
Jah alone a Christian.
So it's Jah, don't believe it,
Jah, a only Jah alone,
Jah alone a Christian.
Ah.. only Jah alone sit upon the throne,
Only emperor haile I,
A high a I a Congo natty I a Christian..
Ah ah ah ah.. ah ah ah ah..
If you think them a Christian,
Wait until them feel sexy,
And catch sister Lorna in them car.
And then the emotional feelings,
Which encourages the devil, which,
Jah alone can understand.
So it's Jah, don't believe it,
Jah, a only Jah alone,