Oli Manuela,
Chowho,
Chowho,
give us the strength and the knowledge.
Anthony V, give it to them, alright?
Oh, what you say?
Wise them up, and tell them,
No man wouldn't try,
sit down in the ditch, oh, the silla's too high.
In a every man's heart, no man can find,
who can wear,
shallastaff for thy crown.
No man wouldn't try,
No man wouldn't try,
sit down in the ditch,
oh,
the silla's too high.
In a every man's heart,
no man can find,
who can wear,
shallastaff for thy crown.
Tell Babylon and government,
me say,
Stop fighting,
not the jail,
stop fighting,
not the jail.
No bad man do me,
I may,
stop fighting,
not the jail,
stop fighting,
not the jail.
No violence,
no judgement,
no spray,
stop fighting,
not the jail,
stop fighting,
not the jail.
There is a message in the music,
me say,
Because I'm a Bobo J,
yes,
a real Bobo J.
And to us a son is born of child keeping,
Here King Silla sitting with the God of the living,
No prayers,
no debts,
he don't worry upon him free reason,
When you see the Bobo,
a praise and thanksgiving,
In a society the truth is known,
me say,
listen,
If you no righteous,
you too no going get,
hey,
If you no conscious,
fire,
you no going get,
hey,
Make a music,
full time,
you no need so,
Who I am violence,
I will calm it,
that one your name,
Tell Babylon and government,
me say,
Stop fighting,
not the jail,
stop fighting,
not the jail.
I am conscious,
I'll do me,
I may,
stop fighting,
not the jail,
stop fighting,
not the jail.
No scissors,
no comb to me,
hey,
stop fighting,
not the jail,
stop fighting,
not the jail.
There is a message in the music, me spread,
Because a man of the truth,
because a man of the truth,
Them say the music sparks a war and violence,
Who don't know the music,
shut up and give me silence,
I make the music,
bring out the message,
Wise up the youth,
them in the middle passage,
Can't make Babylon sandwich like sausage,
Hey,
how Babylon work up damage,
Remember,
we educate the primary high school and the college,
And we give the youth the Rastaman knowledge,
Babylon and government,
me say,
stop fighting,
not the jail,
stop fighting,
not the jail,
No violence,
Rastan spread,
stop fighting,
not the jail,
stop fighting,
not the jail,
But me no put no scissors to me head
Cause a man a teach a, cause a man a teach a
There is a message in the music we will spread
Stop fighting and the trade
So me tell you, no man wouldn't try
See down inna the throne a sinner sit high
Inna every part of earth no man can find
Who can wage a Rastafari crown?
No man wouldn't try
See down inna the throne a sinner sit high
Inna every part of earth no man can find
Who can wage a King Selassie-like crown?
Pope bless Mussolini but him could no manage Him
and the fascists try but them still get damage
Hail King Selassie-like strength and knowledge
Hey! Remember it's not all about jobs,
material and wealth
Can't help you Remember Babylon will shelter
you Hey! Don't be selfish and talk for yourself
Remember it's all about me and you and you and you
Hey! You see me a say?
Holy Manuela Selassie Selassie
You see me a say?
Lion inna the jungle
So me tell you,
you know Tell Babylon don't go for make me say
Stop fighting and the trade Stop fighting and the trade