@BarberSacter33

3 years ago

Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow I say, rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow Hear de man say R-R-Rock stone was my pillow Couldna find place fi sleep Pot dem empty, we haffi find food fi eat Everyday we terrorize By soldier and police When the thing dem a strum And the thing dem a beat From dem a play cowboy And Indian, and chief From the first, to the third Straight up to seven street One thing in a we mind Haffe trample the beast And make it in a life And inherit as the meek Self employed, cannot get lay off Mount a work mi have Can't even get a day off Who did waan fi stop mi now Dem find out seh dem way off Alright So mi seh one by one, one by one One by one we stepping out ah babylon And then one by one, one by one Hail the King Selassie I, the conquering lion Lion, Lion Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow I say, rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow Help us Jah Take us from the slum Neva giveup matta what Strictly fire burn Hail rasta, take us from the slum Neva giveup matta what King Selassie I blessing come Sufferation is a thing Could be no harder time Got to widen your views Got to broaden your mind What we face in the ghetto Nowhere else can you find Hunger, poverty, a system so unkind As a matter of fact There is an aftershock When cold ground was my bed And my pillow was a rock Try to make it through the system All the doors were locked Yet nothing beats a try And so I ain't go stop Mount a time they write a book on you A set amount a crap They would a put on you Yet when you in the dirt They wouldn't look on you They would only scorn And wanna wipe they foot on you So open up, Zion door Ethiopia Africa for sure Liberate the poor, the poor, ehhh Mi nah lie, true mi hail Selassie I dem waah fi war I Read mi bible Turn to peace And praise 'tafari Goodbye babylon goodbye, goodbye Open up zion door Mount Zion Ethiopia for sure Children of Israel, children of Israel, Eh Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow I say, rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow Hear me now Jah man me cool, nuh stumble like you Walk pon di street, me nuh gwaan for fool Arrive at the dance, di mic a my tool Eat pon table, sit inna stool Me black me brown, me brown no black Ribs an me chest, me spine a me back Wait till you hear, when dis riddim drop Head, you toe, you body a rock From mi pon di mic, Steve Marley ah chat Firm and strong, doh step pon the lot The peaceful, righteous, Rastaman Rod of correction, inna mi hand Preachin out to man and woman Give riches to King Solomon Now, bass come out, and treble a top Cap an no buck, an nuh a no cap Sweetest singer, was sugar minott Man a come in and ah give me a shot Dracula tun inna Vampire bat When him see sun, him cyah take that Eye dem dark, fi use contact I pon the mic, Raggamuffin a chat Fi mi head dread, me head it no plat Nuh fraid ah no mouse, nuh fraid ah no rat Pray to Jah, me never will stop We hot no cold, wah cold nuh hot Live in a house, no live in a flat Up inna zion, De righteous will top Jah blow breeze, the devil cannot Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow I say, rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow

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