I an I, son of the most high, Jah Rastafari
Our hearts shall correspond and beat in one harmony.
Sounds from the Burning Spear:
Door peep shall not enter this a holy land
Where wise and a true man stand sipping from the cup of peace
/:Chant down a babylon, yeah
Chant down babylon
Chant down a babylon, yeah
Chant down babylon
Give thanks and praise
Give thanks and praise
Give thanks and praise
Give thanks and praise
To the holy man of creation
I, I, I, I
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