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Sit down and keep quiet , smoke a spliff, listen the music We nah fear the police weh we light up the chalice Meditate bout rasta everything kriss , princess surround me feedin my face with kiss, Everybody know me steppin babylone streets I remember slavery, droppin a lot of tears My strength comes from The Lord who heals me when I' m sick No matter how you Buddhist, Hindu or Sikh We are the same people at the same level Working for peace of mind is so honorable Teaching for the wise, even the rebel shall sit by Jah side free from evil , we got the same story , now everybody worry now is the time to fulfilment of all prophecy,destruction of monetary territory, terrible thing to fall under the hand of The Almighty Praise Him; Praise HIM; Praise HIM; Glorify HIM (repeat) Praise The Lord He has always protected us Remember Moses and remember Jesus Remember prodigies and remember miracles This ya generation is so perverse, so corrupted and so unjust ,man to man , don't know who to trust Bob Marley... SongtexteThat' s why we say fe to put Jah First everything will come after recite this ya verse again Do you imagine the energy which is necessary to make you be what you be : strong and healthy ?!! The Lord is Movement, Respiration and Being That' s why you should not kill, you should not assassin Nuff a dem a dark side , satan dem worshippin they woulda bun inna hell, they would die inna sin pure lake a fire waitin and boilin, prepared for all those who have forgot The King The time has come to the world to be revealed to his self The time has come to slave master to explain to his slaves The time has come to tsunami to wash the earth with waves The time has come to poor people to continue to brave The time has come to the rich man to go down in the grave The time has come now to give thanks for what The Lord gave health, wealth ,I' ve got the fire belt, longtime babylone already felt That's why nuff a dem never trust us ;who The Lord bless , no one can curse I don ' t need them certificate , I' m in my own curses ; dead three days and nights rise again like krishna and horus; in my anterior life , I was a tyranasaurus sorry for my victim mister diplodocus ; hocus pocus , you evilous pernicious ... (Merci à Linda Missoum pour cettes paroles) Aus Songtexte Mania