I be like kutchie with a coconut shell

That is why you can't get over that smell

All when Babylon a cough I still a blaze it

It is safe to say it's good for meditating, ah ha

A whole a Jah yah it's a reasoning

I-ya to yook I-herbs a seasoning

No blind garret, no beady, no grabber, just a natural I

I nuh even need a barber because

Da one yah red up mi eye

Me go burn it this morning as me rise

And all now, me still deh up inna the sky-y-y

It's a beauty to see

So much different people loving one little tree

Even the birds love to feed on it

All of the Gods came together and agreed on it

That's why the rasta plant a seed of it

It seems as if you don't love the way I do my thing

I see to it up dem kingdom crumbling

Take a sip off of mi ganja tea

You never heard when Chezidek said to leave the trees

When I majesty I appear in wicked standard tees

Marijuana aroma travel pon the breeze

And if you can't take it smell it ago make you sneeze

Morning, noon, and night a greens environmentally friendly

The clothes dem wear it make it very trendy

The rasta pon the hill dem got it plenty

That's why ritual is never empty

But so far me get the best one a scent it

A whole a Jah yah it's a reasoning

I-ya to yook I-herbs a seasoning

No blind garret, no beady, no grabber, just a natural I

I nuh even need a barber because

Da one yah red up mi eye

Me go burn it this morning as me rise

And all now, me still deh up inna the sky-y-y

Here comes another shape shifter

Flying around inna helicopter

A spray chemical pon I farm

A take advantage of the thing true I calm

But I-lee ago blind dem eye with sandstorm

We tired fi reap the little crop before dawn

When dem destroy, no thing no left when dem gone

But fi dem deh ago come make dem gwan

Throw herbs pon the board, a that we want

How dem fi fight it when a I-lee bless the plant

A whole a Jah yah it's a reasoning

I-ya to yook I-herbs a seasoning

No blind garret, no beady, no grabber, just a natural I

I nuh even need a barber because

Da one yah red up mi eye

Me go burn it this morning as me rise

And all now, me still deh up inna the sky-y-y

It's a beauty to see

So much different people loving one little tree

Even the birds love to feed on it

All of the Gods came together and agreed on it

That's why the rasta plant a seed of it

It seems as if they don't love the way I do my thing

I see to it up dem kingdom crumbling

Take a sip from mi ganja tea

You never heard when Chezidek said to leave the trees

Da one yah red up mi eyes

Me go burn it this morning as me rise

And all now, me still deh up inna the sky-y-y

I be like kutchie with a coconut shell

That is why you can't get over that smell

All when Babylon a cough I still a blaze it

It is safe to say it's good for meditating

Da one yah red up mi eye

Me go burn it this morning as me rise