| The cannabis I smoke sacramentally
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| The cannabis I smoke sacramentally
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| Forward Babylon chanting
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| Forward Babylon chanting
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| Said I’m not my hair, don’t you judge me
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| I’m a, Rasta inside
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| I’m a child of the Creator
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| Chanting, Rastafari
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| Conquering Lion of the Tribe of Judah
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| Got the whole world in His hands
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| A roll a lightning and a thunder
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| Own the sword of Solomon
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| I’m a Nubian goddess, hear me chanting
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| No care what Babylon has to say
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| I’m a soldier of Selassie
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| And I’ll never lose my way
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| Ethiopia, land of the fathers
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| Where the gods love to be
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| Storm cloud rise, suddenly gather
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| Armies come a rushing to thee
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| We must in fight, be victorious
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| Swords are thrust outward to gleam
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| For the victory be glorious
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| Led by the red, black and the green
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| The cannabis I smoke sacramentally
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| Balance and order every day
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| And I chant nyabinghi
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| Meditation, clarity all the way
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| Me nah go bow to the norms of this society
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| And the ignorance they teach
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| Take heed to the word of Marcus Garvey
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| Liberate your mind, utilise free speech
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| Babylon one day, will be chanting |
| On the walls of Jericho falling down
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| Brimstone and fire 'pon Judgement morning
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| Stepping out of Babylon
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| Eternal Father, bless this land for us
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| Guide us with Your mighty hands
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| Keep us free from evil powers
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| Be our light through countless hours
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| Through our leaders, great defenders
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| Grant true wisdom from above
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| Justice, truth be ours forever
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| Bless Jamaica, land we love
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| Said I’m not my hair, don’t you judge me
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| I’m a, Rasta inside
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| I’m a child of the Creator
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| Chanting, Rastafari
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| Conquering Lion of the Tribe of Judah
|
| Got the whole world in His hands
|
| A roll a lightning and a thunder
|
| Own the sword of Solomon
|
| I’m a Nubian goddess, hear me chanting
|
| No care what Babylon has to say
|
| I’m a soldier of Selassie
|
| And I’ll never lose my way
|
| Ethiopia, land of the fathers
|
| Where the gods love to be
|
| Storm cloud rise, suddenly gather
|
| Armies come a rushing to thee
|
| We must in fight, be victorious
|
| Swords are thrust outward to gleam
|
| For the victory be glorious
|
| Led by the red, black and the green
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| The cannabis I smoke sacramentally |
| The cannabis I smoke sacramentally
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| Forward Babylon chanting
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| Forward Babylon chanting
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| The cannabis I smoke sacramentally
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| The cannabis I smoke sacramentally
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| Forward Babylon chanting
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| Forward Babylon chanting |