Blood & Fire

Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire

Blood, blood, blood, and fire (oh, mercy Lord!)

There is no more water to out the fire

There is no more water to out the fire

Let it burn, let it burn

Let it burn, burn-burn

Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire

Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire

If I sow, I saw

There is no more water to out the fire

There is no more water to out the fire

Let it burn, let it burn

Let it burn, burn, burn

Judgement has come and mercy has gone

All weak heart shall lick up and spit up

Judgement has come and mercy has gone

All weak heart shall lick out and spit out

Let it burn, let it burn

Let it burn, burn, burn (blood, blood, blood, and fire)

Rasta hail

Blessed is the pipe that is always light

In the house of Jah Rastafari

Blessed is the weed of the ganja seed

That give bredren the ganja breed

Blood and fire, make it burn, bredren

All weak hearts shall lick up and spit up

And all righteous shall stand

Hail, Rasta hail and wail

Hail, Rasta don't quail

Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire

Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire

(Let it burn, let it burn)

(Let it burn, burn, burn)