Culture - Why Am I a Rastaman?
[Intro]
A big question posed to me daily on the street
Many want to know the reason why I am a Rasta man
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
Many people see I, many people ask why am I a Rasta man?
But it is because of the Babylon and the situation
It's because of the Babylon and the situation
When I was a boy about eight years old
There was a certain Rasta man
And he love all the children
And he treated us like a man
Even the little children that no one cares for
He called up everyone
And he gave us fruit and treated everyone with a special love
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
But he taught I the love, to give to everyone
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
There is no better way to express my love to each and every one
One Saturday morning
A special thing happened to this man
Here come Mr Babylon
He take away the Rasta man
To the root of him herb and the meat of him fruit
And throw it in a van
And straight up brother for a trillion years
I never see the Rasta man
They took him to general penitentiary
And then send him back as a baldhead man
But that could not change him his mind was not in prison
Was only his body man
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
No matter what the battle be I still have Jah in my hand
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
How sweet the name of Jah Jah sound to every righteous Rasta man
And the same old Rasta man
Told me pounds, shillings and things
Would come out of circulation
And we would use a true bird, man
And I have seen, seven years after that
It was no use man
Donkey, horses and cross keeper
Trodding upon he a penny man
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
I'm here to prove and to testify about prophecy
Everyone who see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
John the Baptist, Marcus Garvey and Christ, they was a Rasta man
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
I vowed the vow of a Nazarite and I can't be no otherwise man
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
I love my brothers and I sisters and I can not give up a tall man
Brother Brown, brother Chris, brother John, brothers stand up man
I use to hear them beat the drum and sing
We're in the forest land
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
I love the beat of the Nyahbinghi that call the creation
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
The truth is on affair, it's not a sin
You put a smile like a pill
A big question posed to me daily on the street
Many want to know the reason why I am a Rasta man
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
Many people see I, many people ask why am I a Rasta man?
But it is because of the Babylon and the situation
It's because of the Babylon and the situation
When I was a boy about eight years old
There was a certain Rasta man
And he love all the children
And he treated us like a man
Even the little children that no one cares for
He called up everyone
And he gave us fruit and treated everyone with a special love
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
But he taught I the love, to give to everyone
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
There is no better way to express my love to each and every one
One Saturday morning
A special thing happened to this man
Here come Mr Babylon
He take away the Rasta man
To the root of him herb and the meat of him fruit
And throw it in a van
And straight up brother for a trillion years
I never see the Rasta man
They took him to general penitentiary
And then send him back as a baldhead man
But that could not change him his mind was not in prison
Was only his body man
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
No matter what the battle be I still have Jah in my hand
Many people see I, many people ask I why am I a Rasta man?
How sweet the name of Jah Jah sound to every righteous Rasta man
And the same old Rasta man
Told me pounds, shillings and things
Would come out of circulation
And we would use a true bird, man
And I have seen, seven years after that
It was no use man
Donkey, horses and cross keeper
Trodding upon he a penny man
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
I'm here to prove and to testify about prophecy
Everyone who see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
John the Baptist, Marcus Garvey and Christ, they was a Rasta man
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
I vowed the vow of a Nazarite and I can't be no otherwise man
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
I love my brothers and I sisters and I can not give up a tall man
Brother Brown, brother Chris, brother John, brothers stand up man
I use to hear them beat the drum and sing
We're in the forest land
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
I love the beat of the Nyahbinghi that call the creation
Everyone see I, everyone ask I why am I a Rasta man?
The truth is on affair, it's not a sin
You put a smile like a pill
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