Rasta Courage

Try and remember now just what has been done Enslavement, displacement of every nation And now to one nation Everyone hold their grudge Kinda makes me wonder 'bout which side I'm on Don't defend the white and I don't defend the black I defend truth and rights and all of that Work on situation, where I'm at Hold my position, never fall of track Nah, give up my faith! Though Babylon rage I'n'I will strive until the end of my days Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage Babylon rage I'n'I will strive until the end of my days Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage I never give up no good vibes And I never give up no truth Never trade my sanity for living in Babylon crew Vanity will never drive this man insane This man will walk alongside Jah again We see all of the pressure to conform today And I may sometimes bend but only as not to break 'Cause a life of iniquity for laziness' sake Is a deal with the devil, Rasta just can't make No, give up no faith! Though Babylon rage I'n'I will strive until the end of my days Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage Babylon rage I'n'I will strive until the end of my days Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage Looking back now upon all of the evidence 400 years and what dem years have really done We talk of peace, but at the first sign of war Brethren ain't brethren and sistren ain't sistren no more Without forgiveness how will any war cease While the heathen rage, rastaman sitting at ease No one will move a muscle for some moral justice And with no justice, well, there will be no peace No, give up no faith! Though Babylon rage I'n'I will strive until the end of my days Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage Babylon rage! I'n'I will strive until the end of my da-a-ays! Rasta courage Go against them, go against them Well, I nah give up no faith! Though Babylon rage I'n'I will strive until the end of my day-ay-ays Rasta courage, the end of my days Till the e-end Yo! Looking back now upon all of the evidence 400 years and what dem years have really done We talk of peace, but at the first sign of war Brethren ain't brethren and sistren ain't sistren no more Without forgiveness how will any war cease While this heathen rage, rastaman sitting at ease No one will move a muscle for some moral justice And with no justice, there'll be no peace!