歌詞
Praise h.i.m.
And keep the fire blazing
Come make we praise him
Once victims of a system
Now risen form the prison
Through a portal in the prism
Erase all scepticism
Haile i selassie i
The whole world should listen uh huh
Is not who is or isn’t
So render not your garment
But instead your heavens
Deep inside your eyes
Inner soul reflected visions
Time is an illusion
Some make your bed to rest in the valley of decision
Jah shall have them in derision uh huh
And even the babel tower
Even the babel tower
Will end up in division
What is the notion?
Why the neatly constructed barriers right here now to emotion
Why not expressing thoughts now with a view to elevation
Now they’re broken in two
If artistic manifestation
Is void now of ovation
Where is devotion
Don’t make it drown right now in the deepest of the ocean
Mariana trenches where cosmic visions don’t lie
Where they get them version
Tangibility overload
‘til it leads now to perversion
Now genetic modification
Dna and rna transformation
Every five film frames
Subliminal persuasion
They test in on your avatar
And gauge your scroll reaction
And now then greet you with congratulations
And jubilations
So much jubilations
Them take artists for a joke
And all a take addis for a joke
And all a take a dis for a joke
Herb smoke makes them choke
Take some time to make the rhythm soak
Spin it around in your brain like a bicycle spoke
Come again forward again
They think this is a game
And take all of babylon disses for a game
And dis them own family member just to get a gain
And again, the ticks them yow them craven is a shame
They hunt after the gold just like the hunters and they’re game
And now now now
What is your real perception
You see h.i.m. as a man
You get a man compensation
You see h.i.m. as a king
You get a kingly portion
You see h.i.m. as divine
You already know the joys that’s inside
Inside the congregation
Because you see zion in a vision
Tetragrammaton jah rastafari yahweh
You take the vanities of the earth
And now you dash them away
The yhwh
Mind how they screech and them all preach
Line up yourself jah children
Coming close to payday
Lifestyles of the rich
I don’t par with mister leech
Word sound and power if you truly catch my speech
We trodding from the west down in the valley
Now to the mountains up in the east
Jah seated in the palaces where his enemies cant breech
Written by: Chris Reagan, Stephen Newland