Rasta Roots Revolution

In the late 60s, Jamaica's hearts start to beat Syncopated off-beats, dancing on the tropic heat Prominent bass lines rumble like the lion's roar Roots run deep in the soil, calling for more Social justice rising like the morning sun Fighting populance, chains till the battle's won Spirituality whispering, the ganja smoke haze Relaxation flow easy in the island winds Reggae, sweet reggae, carry the message high Rastafarian fire burning in the sky One drop rhythm skanking through the night Uplift the soul, make the wrong feel right Jag guide the horns, echoing the dove From Kingston streets to the whole wide world Love reggae, oh reggae, heal the wounds Reggae, we remind in the offbeat pulse True freedom we find Rastaman vibration, dreadlocks swaying debris Themes of peace and rebellion bringing souls to ease Organ bubbles like the river running free Drumstock stories of the struggle wild and deep No more oppression, the system's got a false spirit Rise up, answering the righteous call Chill by the seaside, let the worries fade away Reggae's lullaby turning night to day, oh Reggae, sweet reggae Carry the message high Rastafarian fire burning in the sky One drop rhythm skanking through the night Uplift the soul, make the wrong feel right Jag guide the horns, echoing the dove From Kingston streets to the whole wide world Love reggae, oh reggae, heal the weary mind In the offbeat pulse, true freedom we find Feel the echo, the delay in the air so thick Rastafarian wisdom making spirits click From the roots to the dance, all the story never ends Social fire, spiritual dance Yeah, man, I revives The baseline, man Generations carry the flame from on Caribbean heartbeat in every rebel song Positive vibes cut through the darkest storm Rebellious hearts keep the culture warm Relaxing the rhythm, let the justice flow Spirituality's river, where the true colors show Jamaica's gift to the world, pure and bold Reggae's legacy in gold letters told Oh, reggae, sweet reggae Carry the message high Rastafarian fire burning in the sky One drop rhythm skanking through the night Uplift the soul, make the wrong feel right Jag guide the horns, echoing the dove From Kingston streets to the whole wide world White world of reggae, oh, reggae Heal the weary mind in the offbeat pulse True freedom we find Yeah, yeah