We a de rasta Protected by the masta Go find urself moving faster oh when we reach so much laughter yeah
Uh say world leaders getting wild Our blood is flushing runnin down ten mile Our bloody knife bloody river yeah, oh, oh, ooh, yeah
Bow down yourself brave men of earth Cuz u are lower den de very dirt Tip off your hat to the creator Or else your troubles will be greater yeah, woh, oh, yeah
We are standin upright Dat's why we get in all de fight Uh got no time to look back Don't want to turn in a pillar of salt, no way
Our sin shall be taken away And our filthiness forgotten Jah say ye And they'll abandon all these children Jah will destroy all those who try kill them
Jah gonna burn all those who make dem cry Jah gonna burn all those who make dem cry Jah gonna burn all those who make dem cry Dem say we are curse but we are not the worst Dem say we are curse but we are not the worst