Lyrics
Herb can't to much
I'm a ganja man
Preaching love upon this land
And I want you understand
From the day I was birthed
I and I born as a ganja man
Don't try to change my lifestyle
And get me inna no co-corruption
It's just the way how me move and the way how me groove
Some people say me crude
Father God is my backetive
So I've got to push it on through
So help me sing
Yeah, I and I born as a ganja man
Yeah, I and I born as a Rasta man
It's not the clothes that you wear
Make you be a righteous man
It's not the dreadlock on your head
Make you be a Rasta man
Clean hands and a pure in heart
Preach love 'mongst your brothers
Don't invangle with ding and dangle
'Cause you will end up dancer
So help me sing
Yeah, I and I born as a ganja man
Yeah, I and I born as a Rasta man
They say that herb was found on King Solomon grave
I true them a tell and a brave me brave
Herb was in the beginning, gonna be in the end
Stay away with no quote that you rend
And help me sing
Yeah, I and I born as a ganja man
Yeah, I and I born as a Rasta man
I just smoke my weed and preach love upon this land
Don't invangle with no bongarang
Love for my brothers and love for my sisters
And love for one and all
And help me sing
Yeah, I and I born as a ganja man
Yeah, I and I born as a Rasta man
From the day I was birthed
I and I born as a ganja man
Don't try to change my lifestyle
And get me inna no co-corruption
It's just the way how me move and the way how me groove
Some people say me crude
Father God is my backetive
So I've got to push it on through
I've got to sing
Yeah, I and I born as a ganja man
Yeah, I and I born as a Rasta man