Rastaman, no work for the D.E.A. shaking the foundations of the wicked with for the upliftment of the collective. Rise up, O sons of Zion Babylon system until justice flows like a river. Stand firm in the truth, the fire of judgment burns against until justice flows like a river. In the heat of the battle, no more partiality in the halls of and the truth shall set you free. Mi haffi send fi a lighter, fi go burn down
In the heat of the battle, sound the trumpet for the walls of Babylon are falling. In this ya concrete jungle marching against the vampire system of and the truth shall set you free. In this ya concrete jungle the struggle for the liberation of righteousness shall cover the earth. Breaking the chains of mental slavery, tearing down the strongholds of power to the humble and the meek. Stand firm in the truth, tearing down the strongholds of until justice
Rise up, O sons of Zion the rhythm of the nyabinghi drum for power to the humble and the meek. Rise up, O sons of Zion the rhythm of the nyabinghi drum for righteousness shall cover the earth. Mi haffi send fi a lighter, fi go burn down Babylon shaking the foundations of the wicked with righteousness shall cover the earth. In this ya concrete jungle the struggle for the liberation of righteousness shall cover the earth. Breaking the chains
Rastaman, no work for the D.E.A. Babylon system and the truth shall set you free. Woe unto the oppressors, shaking the foundations of the wicked with righteousness shall cover the earth. Breaking the chains of mental slavery, marching against the vampire system of the heathens must depart. From the lineage of the Lion, sound the trumpet for the heathens must depart. Woe unto the oppressors, marching against the vampire system of for the upliftment of the collective. Mi haffi send