LYRICS

Rastafari big bad and terrible and unbearable to the heathen as I would say, yeah

 

CHORUS

Rastafari big bad and terrible.  72 Nations them a bow down declaring You incredible. Big bad and lean,  deyah on the scene H.I.M. strengthen mi self esteem x2

 

V1

Remember the little man from Itheopia (Ethiopia), tell the assembly of nations game over.  Him a defender a the faith and a tell the boy straight- Musolinni the line you crossed over" "see say Lake Tana them want fi bulldozer, and build roads to rob the African culture" "But no sir HIM no play, what Selassie HIM say- no way no please don't even touch a boulder." "so they roll down deep unto the border. Heavy artillery with tanks and soliders. And they show this position like war it a the mission them throw the first stone from the holster" "Jah HIM say me today, then you tomorrow. We are peaceful people we want no war." "but them turn them back, mi feel say them no sorrow, them rob Africa ca them a vulture" "pope say that him christian, but him a obeah (witchcraft), them torture enslave or extort ya" "them try roll with the covenant back to their government. Klap! Lightning flash and a scorch ya"

 

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V2

Who forget Marcus Garvey no not me . Who forget Haile Selassie, mi sing say not me. (show images of Haile Sealassie and Marcus Garvey with fire in their eyes- transition to going into meditation and flying away?) Set mi meditation, set mi soul free. Pure fire from them eyes a make them heart a go lead. Full speed unto victory fi (to) make the goal reach. Force feed some more positive vibes fi your needs. Some man a forward some man a goal keep (soccer/footbal).  See in inity how we fi need the whole team.  Remember all your glory on earth, serving up Jah purpose. Remember we no walk around like little fool nervous.  Your path is infinite so you fi know just what your worth is.  If Jah in everybody then you know just where to worship.  We nah working fi no gun fi no cross fi no serpent man a working for the earth- mi till the soil till mi hurting.  Bless up all the persons from the farmers to the merchants with the food and all the herbs in the market pon the curbs an pon the block in the spots inna the flats a where dem working for the little that them got, still them skillfull like a surgeon.  See them planting up the crops, the harvest them a turning and them plan fi have a lot but Jah architect their version cause HIM

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