Deeper, Rasta should be deeper You must care about the people Deeper, Rasta should be deeper I'm my brothers keeper Deeper, Rasta should be deeper Got to wear Khaki and turban everyday
It's more than the turban, more than the robe and more then the natty hair It's much, much more than to say Selassie Marcus I Me no do this fi image, me no mimic me na do this fi fame Go and tell them Kelly him na do this material game Never call them self Rasta they should be ashamed Call king Selassie name in vain tell them it's no game Dem a wolf, dem a wolf so mi si dem spiraling down Kelly a rock of Gibraltar standing firm on solid ground
Ever so humble mi na groumble mi so satisfied With the little gift that Jah-Jah give to I&I Heights, green and gold Jah in control Promised land is there for I, beauty behold So Rasta dont you differ, stand firm and don’t you quiver King Sellasie I almighty will deliver Touch not along the night and dont you defy And your work must be pure in Jah-Jahs eyes
You see di elders dem said it must be turning im dem grave Just to see how dem a younger Ras behave Jah will shout til dem deaf who do most is left Remember I said the road to zion is one way Some live in a glass house and still throwing stones All dem boys and liars Rasta broke it down As long as the king sit upon the throne Rastaman is never on his own