Who no sing, Jah Rastafari, we appraise
El King Selassie always, oh yes, just like a Shumba
And you nah got time, Mary Kat, one of the Hymns Selassie I name
And a man come make Saint Martin loathe at this
As his law will come for a trick, all of your tricks
I see pop all rise and you no kill me prophet
Why you don't kill those standing under?