Letras
Winners never quit
I'm gonna try until I get it in the end
Whoa-yo-yo, "Where the hypocrites?" I say, no
Use to hustle 'pon di plaza with grandma
Them never know ya style, yeah-yeah
Up, up, and away tell poverty goodbye
Rich, rich, rich, them a ball out when the Rasta pass by
Hail Rastafari, the original king
Balancing the spirit with material things (ay)
Been through it all, so many times I fall (ooh)
Still it made me strong, keep holding on (ooh)
Nuh money make we rich, we rich in the spirit forever more (ooh)
A nuh-nuh-nuh Benz and Beamer
Nuff people drive pretty car and poor in them soul
Them drive pass we and see a them they know
We used hustle 'pon di plaza with grandma
Them never know we a star, yeah-yeah
Up, up, and away tell poverty goodbye
Rich, rich, rich, them a ball out when the Rasta pass by
Hail Rastafari, the original king
Balancing the spirit with material things
And a vex, them vex, eh, eh (eh)
Surprise them surprise, how Rasta survive, no wan' hear no noise
Mi never see no guide when it was just we in these streets
The Most High always with me, Spain Town did see
Me a hustle 'pon di plaza with grandma
Now 'round the world we a par, yeah-yeah
Up-up, and away tell poverty goodbye
Rich, rich, rich, them a ball out when the Rasta pass by
Hail Haile Selassie (Rastafari) an original king
Balancing the spirit with material things
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah (goodbye)
Dem a ball out when the Rasta pass by
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah (Rastafari)
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Balancing the spirit with material things (oh, yeah-yeah)
Tilale
Ti-la-la-le-la-le
Ti-la-la-le-la-le
Ti-la le-la, le
The ghetto youths nah suffer no more
Rastaman nah suffer no more
We nah suffer no more
Africa nah suffer no more
Rastafari deliver we (deliver me)