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Slavery come in many different form
Nothing free living upon the run
Can't breathe under the gun
Make you pay twice for the same piece of land You can jail my body now
I and I free and radical
Selassie I give me spectacle
Blind no more
Burn down Babylon
Hear that Sound
It's a dreadful sound
If you're living a lie
Or you're a tyrant's son
Cause me no live to work and die
Waiting on a kingdom come
Rastafari promise to I
Paradise in this Iration
Rastaman can read between the line
Double time separate the truth from the lie codify
See them come from faraway, baldheads upon the fray
With them money game, no shame in the brain
Come with false conspiracies
Then go steal in front of we
But Iya man long done with the suffering
Rolling in with my ting
Pocket full of ching ching
Hear that Sound
It's a dreadful sound
If you're living a lie
Or you're a tyrant's son
Cause me no live to work and die
Waiting on a kingdom come
Rastafari promise to I
Paradise in this Iration
So wise up Bhingi soldiers
There is no time to waste
We can't save for tomorrow
What we can do today
The time is now
And we are the generation chosen
Stidili Bopa bopa
Time to check who's your friend
If you can't make them love
One must test them again
And again and again
Hear that Sound
It's a dreadful sound
If you're living a lie
Or you're a tyrant's son
Cause me no live to work and die Waiting on a kingdom come Rastafari promise to I
Paradise in this Iration