Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rock Stone, artist - Stephen Marley.
Date of issue: 26.05.2016
Song language: English
Rock Stone |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
I say, Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone, was my pillow |
And a man say |
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep |
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat |
Everyday we terrorize by soldier and police |
When the thing dem a drum and di thing dem a beat |
From dem a play cowboy, and Indian, and Chief |
From the first, to the third, straight up to seven street |
One thing in a wi mind a fi tr&le di beast |
And make it in a life, and inherit as the meek |
Better the stone dem deh yah |
Self employed, cannot get lay off |
Mount a work mi have |
Can’t even get a day off |
Who did waan fi stop mi now dem find out seh dem way off |
Alright, and mi seh one by one, one by one |
One by one, wi stepping out a babylon |
Then one by one, one by one |
Hail King Selassie the conquering lion |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
I say, Rock Stone was my pillow |
Sizzla Kalonji |
Rock Stone, was my pillow (Stephen Ragga Marley, aha!) |
Help us Jah |
Take us from the slum |
Never give up no matter what, strictly fiyah burn |
Hail Rasta, take us from the slum |
Never give up matter what |
King Selassie I blessing come |
Sufferation is thing could be no harder time |
Got to widen your views, got to broaden your mind |
What we face in the ghetto, nowhere else can you find |
Hunger, Poverty, a system so unkind |
As a matter a fact, there is an after shock |
When the ground was my bed and my pillow was a rock |
Try to make it through the system all the doors were lock |
Yet nothing beats a try so I ain’t go stop |
Mount a time they write a book on you |
A set amount ah crap they’d ah put on you |
Yet when yuh in the dirt they wouldn’t look on you |
They would only scorn and wanna wipe the foot on yuh |
So open up, Zion door |
Ethiopia, Africa for sure |
Liberate the poor, the poor, ehhh |
Mi nah lie, true mi hail Selassie I dem wah fi war I |
Read mi bible turn to peace and praise Tafari |
Good bye Babylon goodbye, goodbye |
Open up, zion door |
Mount Zion Ethiopia for sure |
Children of Israel, children of Israel, ehh |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
I say, Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone, was my pillow |
Hear me now |
Jah man me cool, nuh stumble like you |
walk pon di street, me nuh gwaan for fool |
arrive at the dance, di mic a mi tool |
Eat pon table, sit inna stool |
me black, me brown |
me brown no black |
ribs and mi chest, mi spine and mi back |
Wait til you hear, when dis riddim drop |
head yuh toe, yuh body a rock, from me pon di mic |
Steve Marley ah chat, firm and strong |
Doh step pon the lot |
The peaceful, righteous, Rastaman |
Rod of correction, inna him hand |
Preachin' out to man and woman, give riches to King Solomon |
Now, bass come out, and treble a top |
Cap an no buck, an nuh buck a no cap |
Sweetest singer, was Sugar Minott |
Man a come in and ah give me a shot |
Dracula turn inna v&ire bat |
When him see sun, him cyah take dat |
Eyes dem dark, fi use contact |
I pon the mic, Raggamuffin a chat |
fi mi head dread, me head it no plat |
Nuh fraid ah no mouse, nuh fraid ah no rat |
Pray to Jah, me never will stop |
We hot no cold, wah cold nuh hot |
Live in a house, no live in a flat |
Up inna Zion, di righteious will top |
Jah blow breeze, the devil cannot |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone was my pillow |
I say, Rock Stone was my pillow |
Rock Stone, was my pillow. |