Lyrics

In the eyes of Jah
In the eyes of Jah
In the eyes of Jah
What the old soul outlaw
Quote the 23rd Psalm and execute for what them do
Woe some bawl, by the rivers of Babylon
Bazra youth
Red eyes and garment dipped in blood of a youth
Menelik in Adowa, trample the root
Iyah trample the root
Trample the root
All kind of man Jah need
Some right off and
Some poor freed
Is a sight of the last time
This vanity and need
A hundred pear a shoes ya wear she must a centipede yeah hey
I cross 100 miles of blood red sea
100 000 miles of blood red sea
You cannot appease I
With your shallow and your empty
The Pope ah undertaker come, come bury I nativity
All them governing power come from robbery
From robbery, from robbery
What the old soul outlaw
Quote the 23 Psalm and still execute, it's what them do
Woe some bawl, by the rivers of Babylon
Bazra youth
Red eyes and garment dipped in blood of a youth
Menelik in Adowa, trample the root
All kind of high-profile recruit
Wearin tug game, most time is untruth
High upon, up your glamour video, effeminate activity
Me a show you say
Nature is my scenery, leave cannabis be
Every tree carry natty, carry natty
Unless a moonlight pon tick pope chop off it be
Plantation is the rod that make I the staff and none of them come cut me
Them capture just a stomach fi guilty go free, well
What the old soul outlaw
Quote the 23 Psalm and execute for what them do
Woe some bawl
By the rivers of Babylon
Bazra youth
Red Eyes and garment dipped in blood of a youth
Menelik in Adowa, trample the root
Iyah trample di root, trample the root, trample the root
Grow out from the root
We could never call home, Dada
You can't apologize miss care to leave
Red eyes and garment dipped in blood of a youth
Menelik of Adowa trample the brute
Taliban and Sufi thurv pon on di goofy
Red eyes and garment dipped in blood of a youth
Menelik of Adowa, trample the root
Trample the root
Red in the eyes of Jah
Red in the eyes of Jah
Red still in the eyes of Jah
Red in di eyes of Jah
Red eyes and garments dipped in blood
In blood of a youth
Baba youth Menelik of Adowa, trample the root, trample the root
Eyes of Jah
Man could never hail no Vatican flesh traitor
In the eyes of Jah
In the eyes of Jah
Look what them do in the eyes of Jah
In the eyes of Jah
Written by: Ron Benjamin, Vaughn Benjamin
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