| 500 years of all them chains and guns
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| Infinite vibrations from my Binghi Drums
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| In the tabernacle we don’t speak in tongues
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| Songs of revolution songs of redemption
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| Burn out injustices from dusk ‘til dawn
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| Just give me flowers want no blood on my lawn
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| Want to uproot the little truth I’ve found
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| Whip them Jah Jah me seh Whip them down
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| Time is an Illusion
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| Invented by mankind to hide eternity
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| And Babylon laws end up in confusion
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| Just take one step now closer to reality
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| Spent 30 years and so much left to know
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| Infinite journey so much miles to go
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| Don’t get clocked with your glock them lock u in a road block
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| Babylon gone to pieces Rastafari on top
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| Calendar changes and the seasons strange
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| Natural disasters everywhere I say
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| Live up live up don’t let them turn you around
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| Whip them Jah Jah me say whip them down
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| Been through the maze, Babylon amazed
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| They can’t believe all the fire I blaze
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| Mad tribulations and we still don’t phase
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| Often reminisce of my childhood days
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| Learn good ways from my length of days
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| Length of days, for to Jah all Praise
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| Been through the maze, Babylon amazed
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| They can’t believe all the fire I blaze
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| Hail Rastafari, Ancient of Days |