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Beat dem Selassie I, beat dem
Beat dem Black Marcus, beat dem
Dem come a Bobo Hill and wi no keep dem
Emmanuel no waan fi si dem di next weekend
Beat dem Selassie I, beat dem
Beat dem Black Marcus, beat dem
Nyabinghi lick di kette drum and slew di heathen
12 Tribes of Israel - those are my kindred

These are the last days', a dat mi hear dem ah talk about -
On di TV screen, every news all bout
Who ah plan fi destroy
Who ah plan fi wipe out
Some already micro chipped with barcode
Selassie I ah rule inna Zion, Rastaman step forth
Be conscious of the time you're living in this ain't no joke
This a nuh soap opera, wi no come yah so fi sport
Repatriation for most

Beat dem Selassie I, beat dem
Beat dem Black Marcus, beat dem
Dem come a Bobo Hill and wi no keep dem
Emmanuel no waan fi si dem di next weekend
Beat dem Selassie I, beat dem
Beat dem Black Marcus, beat dem
Nyabinghi lick di kette drum and slew di heathen
12 Tribes of Israel - those are my kindred

Banton seh a morning now, so wi chanting for later
I no trust di system, mi know seh dem a faker
Total destruction is the worst case scenario
Try no get caught inna dem barrio
Almighty Selassie I more powerful than dem
Digital or analog, a HIM set di trend
Conquered Mussolini pon di TV screen
ONLY KING WEH CROWNED WITH A QUEEN!

Beat dem Selassie I, beat dem
Beat dem Black Marcus, beat dem
Dem come a Bobo Hill and wi no keep dem
Emmanuel no waan fi si dem di next weekend
Beat dem Selassie I, beat dem
Beat dem Black Marcus, beat dem
Nyabinghi lick di kette drum and slew di heathen
12 Tribes of Israel - those are my kindred


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