Текст песни Rasta Courage - SOJA
Try
and
remember
now
just
what
has
been
done
Enslavement,
displacement
of
every
nation
And
now
to
one
nation
Everyone
hold
their
grudge
Kinda
makes
me
wonder
'bout
which
side
I'm
on
Don't
defend
the
white
and
I
don't
defend
the
black
I
defend
truth
and
rights
and
all
of
that
Work
on
situation,
where
I'm
at
Hold
my
position,
never
fall
of
track
Nah,
give
up
my
faith!
Though
Babylon
rage
I'n'I
will
strive
until
the
end
of
my
days
Rasta
courage
Go
against
society,
Rasta
courage
Babylon
rage
I'n'I
will
strive
until
the
end
of
my
days
Rasta
courage
Go
against
society,
Rasta
courage
I
never
give
up
no
good
vibes
And
I
never
give
up
no
truth
Never
trade
my
sanity
for
living
in
Babylon
crew
Vanity
will
never
drive
this
man
insane
This
man
will
walk
alongside
Jah
again
We
see
all
of
the
pressure
to
conform
today
And
I
may
sometimes
bend
but
only
as
not
to
break
'Cause
a
life
of
iniquity
for
laziness'
sake
Is
a
deal
with
the
devil,
Rasta
just
can't
make
No,
give
up
no
faith!
Though
Babylon
rage
I'n'I
will
strive
until
the
end
of
my
days
Rasta
courage
Go
against
society,
Rasta
courage
Babylon
rage
I'n'I
will
strive
until
the
end
of
my
days
Rasta
courage
Go
against
society,
Rasta
courage
Looking
back
now
upon
all
of
the
evidence
400
years
and
what
dem
years
have
really
done
We
talk
of
peace,
but
at
the
first
sign
of
war
Brethren
ain't
brethren
and
sistren
ain't
sistren
no
more
Without
forgiveness
how
will
any
war
cease
While
the
heathen
rage,
rastaman
sitting
at
ease
No
one
will
move
a
muscle
for
some
moral
justice
And
with
no
justice,
well,
there
will
be
no
peace
No,
give
up
no
faith!
Though
Babylon
rage
I'n'I
will
strive
until
the
end
of
my
days
Rasta
courage
Go
against
society,
Rasta
courage
Babylon
rage!
I'n'I
will
strive
until
the
end
of
my
da-a-ays!
Rasta
courage
Go
against
them,
go
against
them
Well,
I
nah
give
up
no
faith!
Though
Babylon
rage
I'n'I
will
strive
until
the
end
of
my
day-ay-ays
Rasta
courage,
the
end
of
my
days
Till
the
e-end
Yo!
Looking
back
now
upon
all
of
the
evidence
400
years
and
what
dem
years
have
really
done
We
talk
of
peace,
but
at
the
first
sign
of
war
Brethren
ain't
brethren
and
sistren
ain't
sistren
no
more
Without
forgiveness
how
will
any
war
cease
While
this
heathen
rage,
rastaman
sitting
at
ease
No
one
will
move
a
muscle
for
some
moral
justice
And
with
no
justice,
there'll
be
no
peace!
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