Rasta Love (feat. Ky-Mani Marley)

And she didn't know how, to tell him

She was in love with a rastaman

Fire was burning, and burning

Till he drop what she was holding in

And she didn't know how, to tell him

She was in love with a rastaman

Fire was burning, and burning

Till he drop what she was holding in

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Know her story before she say it

Daddy just want her cooperate

Find somebody that's cooperate

Suit on time where appropriate

Him seh him nah make him daughta stray

But reggae music she start fi play it

Ital' food when she sort her plate

Militant youth weh she wan fi date

And dat is what she need

Marcus Garvey she start fi read

Stop and he start look neat

So him wan keep her off the street

From who she with

And dat be mean

More than a Natty yeah, this is what she see

No love asleep is not for me

And she nuh want keep it a secret

But she cyan tell him who she sleep with

She didn't know how to tell him

She was in love with a rastaman

Fire was burning, and burning

Till he drop what she was holding in

And she wants to be free

From all this captivity

So she'll be who she will be

They can't tell her who she need

They can't tell her who she want

Who she can't, she's have her own a chant

Chat or own a plot

And color of her own a art

Call mi over her own a apartment

No as her start the phone that's gone she stop with

She know seh she know fi par with

One like, I even though so much import it

But she haffi do her own a thig

Cah she cyan she can never live life for dem

Knowing dat she will look back when

To the time when she bring di explain to him cause dem

And she didn't know how, to tell him

She was in love with a rastaman

Fire was burning, and burning

Till he drop what she was holding in

And she didn't know how, to tell him

She was in love with a rastaman

Fire was burning, and burning

Till he drop what she was holding in