Look I'm a Rasta, just a man of every texture rule never cruel since lion of Judah so praise because I never could believe ya you or your crew or the momma that had ya so respect don't really want to lose ya all booze just refuse before a chalice come light ya so listen everybody to be grilling up like koesher verbal food good to use so shout big bot chya chorus ..I'm just a Rasta and nobody knows it I'm just a Rasta usually grows it look to the motherland always should ya love Selassie and not the iyatulah twelve powers of man empowerment I could show ya you can blow up a bridge with your mind I could tell ya run a snake from the decks if you're feeling now vex ya from Reubens to Benjamin the brothers of judah I n I in my place I'm not just a fool ya Datta massa gang in the land of Ethiopia