Didn’t want to talk about it.
But it kept running bit by bit.
That I have got to reveal the secrete.
Long hidden from the district.
So we were changing the notion.
Just to achieve this revolution.
Rasta! Rastaman!! Rastafarid I!!!
So say it’s a religion in the mid.
But we say, it’s just a way of life
We separate without segregating.
And we live without contemplating.
Who is a Rastaman must also be a Nazarian.
And no razor on the head of the Rastaman.
He grows the hair and calls it dreadlocks.
And in his long hairs, he finds all his unlocks.
I always blame the society for oppressing the Rastaman.
Because I see only him to be the right man.
It’s the desire intention of your mind.
That makes the binds.
Dreadlocks may characterize you.
But it can never chastise you.
So live focusing on life’s spheres.
For you is one of Jah’s dears.
The Rastaman knows himself.
But he don’t always keep all to self.
And what he practices is what he preach.
For Zion, he hoped to surely reach.
Hail to the King of kings.
Rastafarid the creator of all beings.
The Rastaman is very simple.
That’s why he always unites his people.
The Rastaman is a peace fighter.
That tries to make life brighter.
Freedom fighting is the work of the Rastaman.
And so, he always liberates his countrymen.
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