| Yoo Jah Jah ride up on the wind
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| Facing all the earthly things
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| Hail the King of Kings
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| Look at the tidings he brings
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| Uno see it
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman afi rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up inna dem shell
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| Hail King Selassi and the whole ah dem
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| Then, we no friend, hotta fire bun dem down again
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman afi rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up inna dem shell
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| Hail Queen Omega and the whole ah dem
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| Then, we no friend, hotta fire bun
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| We comin like thunder, just like earthquake
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| Some ah dem ah run fi cover inna dem secret place
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| Lightning ah tun them over like porridge in a plate
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| Bun down ah flesh nyam and dem nah know dem space
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| This is the Nyabinghi height, majestical lift
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| Yes mi know dem inna faith we just ah juggle mystic
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| Rasta youths I love bun dem rights and writs
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| Powers to my voice read the words from my lips
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman afi rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up inna dem shell
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| Hail King Selassi and the whole ah dem
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| Then, we no friend, bun dem down with fire all again
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman have to rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up inna dem shell
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| Hail Emanuel and the whole ah dem
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| Then, mi friend, fire all ah bun dem again
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| Just watch them speech, beyond the lookout
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| Sizzla see it so the East is my route
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| Stand up on your feet cuz this ah more than joke
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| Involvin Soddom ism and ah snort them coke
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| But all who from out Sellassie I bound to take root
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| Bud, blossom and full this earth with fruit
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| Jah pour more rain and wash the pain from the youths
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| It take no strength to tell the truth
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| Uno fruit
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman afi rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up inna dem shell
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| Hail King Selassi and the whole ah dem dey
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| Mi friend, hotta fire bun dem down again
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman afi rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up inna dem shell
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| Hail King Selassie and the whole ah dem ah ben
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| Mi friend, lightning and thunder
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| Tell dem no chat bout we hyper we ah move too fast
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| Things must be done we come fi do all that they part
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| Long bout you come to deal the strife and rart
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| Your duties you nah done and you see it you ah skylark
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| Beating off your gum when you hear we ah talk, halt
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| That is where you’ve got the fault, uno see it
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman afi rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up pull up pull up
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| Well hail King Selassi and the whole ah dem dey
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| Mi friend, hotta fire bun dem down again
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman afi rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up inna dem shell
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| Hail Queen Omega and the whole ah dem dey
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| Mi friend, Hotta Fire!!!
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| Movin form we like thunder, just like earthquake
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| Some ah dem ah run fi cover inna dem secret place
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| Lightning ah tun them over like porridge in a plate
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| Bun down ah flesh nyam and dem nah know dem space
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| Check it well Reubenites Jobbok all be your space
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| Nyabinghi heights, majestical lift
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| Ghetto youths I ment and bun dem rights and writs
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| Powers to my voice with the words from my lips
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| Nah slip
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman afi rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull inna dem shell
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| Ah King Selassi so the whole ah dem dey
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| Mi friend, come make we bun dem down again
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| To how dem ah flex Rastaman have to rebel
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| As them see we dem all ah pull up pull up pull up pull up
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| Hail King Selassie and the whole ah dem dey
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| Mi friend, come make we
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| Cuz Jah Jah ride up on the wind
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| Facing all the earthly things |