We a de rasta
Protected by the masta
Go find urself moving faster
oh when we reach so much laughter yeah
Uh say world leaders getting wild
Our blood is flushing runnin down ten mile
Our bloody knife bloody river yeah, oh, oh, ooh, yeah
Bow down yourself brave men of earth
Cuz u are lower den de very dirt
Tip off your hat to the creator
Or else your troubles will be greater yeah, woh, oh, yeah
We are standin upright
Dat's why we get in all de fight
Uh got no time to look back
Don't want to turn in a pillar of salt, no way
Our sin shall be taken away
And our filthiness forgotten Jah say ye
And they'll abandon all these children
Jah will destroy all those who try kill them
Jah gonna burn all those who make dem cry
Jah gonna burn all those who make dem cry
Jah gonna burn all those who make dem cry
Dem say we are curse but we are not the worst
Dem say we are curse but we are not the worst