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One, two
Holy man inna my life, Selassie I
I have trod through the valley of death
But I just don't fear no foe
'Cause Rastafari put my feet
And I, he never let me go low
Oh Jah bless me
Cha-cha-cha-cha bless me
Babylon a fight, now why we unite?
But you never let them stress me
Oh Jah bless me
Rastafari bless me
You teach I to do right
Put I under I eyes
So you never let them stress me
Imagine living in this damn God world alone
Got no lover to call your own
Feel like a king but can't find no throne
Dark start be dark and them can't find home
Man can't even find strength fi fling stone
No bone fi slander in me dome, got a home
Tired fi a sleep a roadside and a roam
That's why youth get violent and rise up chrome
Run left country and go look like mad clown
Dedicate myself but still opportunity go round
Every ghetto youth them want treat like a clown
Where is the freedom?
Oh Jah bless me
Cha-cha-cha-cha bless me
Babylon a fight, now why we unite?
But you never let them stress me
Oh Jah bless me
Rastafari bless me
You teach I to do right
Put I under I eyes
So you never let them stress me
Come on, don't let the system get to your head
Black man, white man, Rastaman and bald head
Don't watch the leaders of the country weh a beg
Get up lazy fresh now, get up out of bed
By the sweat of your brow you eat bread
Remember said the negro work better with the dread
Every living man haffi eat from you no dead
Close the wheel and a roof over your head
Oh Jah bless me
Cha-cha-cha-cha bless me
Babylon a fight, now why we unite?
But you never let them stress me
Oh Jah bless me
Rastafari bless me
You teach I to do right
Put I under I eyes
So you never let them stress me




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