Universal, acceptance of your plant
We no deal with partial acceptance of Rastafari
And that is what Babylon a commit now
Dem waan accept parts of the plant
And you don’t do that
Becah, you know, you don’t accept part of the mango tree
You have the whole mango tree growing in your yard
All when the mango nah bear ‘pon it, you have the tree
See, so you nah go jus’ say alright
Gimme the mango and cut down the tree
And then, if we see how it no other part of the tree, it wrong
No, love the plant, love herb
You hear dun I say
Dem coming medicine ah marijuana
Fi single out parts and aspects of the plant
That dem want to use
And that is all, that order of economical origins
Which means a man now seh
This part of the plant can make money for me
The rest I cyaan mek money from
So the rest it bad, no
All of the plant good brethren, all down to the root
Yeah
High grade never hurt nobody
Let herb be free ‘pon the earth nuh doubt it
Eh
Wrap me nice and easy
Wrap me nice and slow
In the early morn’ a you turn me on
So let the good times roll
Say dem try fi separate we
Me no want no crack fi smoke
Gimme the ital in my brain
And let it light up in my dome
A nuh me alone want
Steaming the sensi every time
A nuh me alone one
Burnin’ every time
I say fi give me the highest grade, I beg you
Oh, it’s the perfect tree
Let it light up in my brain, my brother
Whoa, strictly herbs for me
Love my marijuana
It’s the perfect tree
Love my marijuana
Strictly herb for me
Eh, no spliff nah build up
Ah the ital steamers an a chillum
This will make you sekkle and cease an haffi sidung
A pon the cold concrete you haffi lidung
Ease out, as a beginna man start
Jus a sip up and cough and a grin up and laugh
Steam chalice ah no joke thing ah no smoking
We promoting the lungs dem free of all charges
But we haffi big up all smoker same way
We smoking? True? Cannabis, nuh smoke nuh Craven-A
Nah take no crack fi we brain crash landing – mayday, mayday
Weh me purple haze deh?
And me organic
None a high grade what kind of torture dis
You nuh see the whole world demand chronic
Haffi supply so we plantin’ it
High grade never hurt nobody
Let herb be free ‘pon the earth no doubt it
Exercise your brain and work your body
Right beside the station burnin’ collie
Give me the highest grade
It’s the perfect tree
Light up in my brain
Strictly herbs for me
Cah me go canna- canna- canna- cannabis
And if you nah no want it, then ya can’t get none of dis
One draw from me spliff, it have me head top a jus’ a lif
And the chalice it a lick, an’ it a lick an’ it lick
Haffi run go get a sip, a mi say quick a mi say quick
Not a bob is jus a whiff? Off of the sweet and sour? Piff?
If a nuh ten and a half up a? Wave? – that’s where we at
Blazin blaze all in di Sun – blazin hot
Micah Shemaiah big up the ganja farmer
Plant the marijuana keep me nerves dem calm
A breeze a blow an’ rain a drop
Make a didaido make a didaijo fi stay relax
An’ ah titato anna fifaifo fi get me props
Wen we a hunt it, link up, scare we frass
An we no scared ah no male or no lady cops
Roll the riddim like a rizzla then blaze the track
Wooy – same so we blaze the track
Come make we blaze up the track like sativa
Make we blaze up the track like sativa
Run go out a east and sen go call Eesah
McGregor go rock and come in ya
With hundred percent of ji sweet sensimilia
We don’t need no rizzla fi light up we steamer
Grandma ask how mi herb smell so sweet
Cah she na smell a smoke that’s the scent of the greens
You chastise your herb then repent of your sins
You chastise your herb then repent of your sins
Father God ah go give a beating
Fi all the ones them we lock up inna prison
Oh, lock them up fi no reason
Still we planting herb fi all season
Autumn, winter, summer, spring
An’ mi no join the bagga long talking
We the one from puppah Chronixx and we ride the riddim
Grab up di microphone and me seh what a sinting
And nuff say dem a rap but Jah Jah know seh man a sing
And nuff say dem a prince but Jah Jah know seh man a king
Teflon a veteran inna di marijuana thing
Demand de off di carpet we call him Aladdin
Float roun in di sky and no crash landing
What I want from puppah Chronixx man no crash landing
Pass mi herb a di friend someting
Gimme mi chalice a di friend some-
Ease!
Yeah – whenever you know this is strictly herbs, you know
Holy stickly herb for food, herb for thought
Herb for meditation, herb for medication, ease
Yeah – for what is a tree without roots?
That’s why we say roots and chalice, you know
‘Cause the chalice is what, open your eyes
So you can discover your roots, ease
(Give me the highest grade
It’s the perfect tree
Light up in my brain
Strictly herbs for me)
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