Rock Stone

Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow I say, rockstone was my pillow Rock stone, was my pillow Hear the man say R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat Everyday we terrorize by soldier and police When the thing dem a drum and di thing dem a beat From dem a play cowboy, and Indian, and Chief From the first, to the third, straight up to seven street One thing in a wi mind a fi trample di beast And make it in a life, and inherit as the meek Better the stone dem deh yah Self employed, cannot get lay off Mount a work mi have Can't even get a day off Who did waan fi stop mi now dem find out seh dem way off Alright, and mi seh one by one, one by one One by one, wi stepping out a Babylon Then one by one, one by one Hail King Selassie the conquering lion Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow I say, Rock Stone was my pillow Sizzla Kalonji Rock stone, was my pillow (Stephen Ragga Marley, aha!) Help us Jah Take us from the slum Never give up no matter what, strictly fiyah burn Hail Rasta, take us from the slum Never give up matter what King Selassie I blessing come Sufferation is thing could be no harder time Got to widen your views, got to broaden your mind What we face in the ghetto, nowhere else can you find Hunger, poverty, a system so unkind As a matter a fact, there is an after shock When cold ground was my bed and my pillow was a rock Try to make it through the system all the doors were lock Yet nothing beats a try so I ain’t go stop Mount a time they write a book on you A set amount ah crap they'd ah put on you Yet when yuh in the dirt they wouldn’t look on you They would only scorn and wanna wipe the foot on yuh But, see yah So open up, Zion door Ethiopia, Africa for sure Liberate the poor, the poor, hey Mi nah lie, true mi hail Selassie I dem wah fi war I Read mi Bible turn to peace and praise Tafari Good bye Babylon goodbye, goodbye Open up, Zion door Mount Zion, Ethiopia for sure Children of Israel, children of Israel Hey! Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow I say, rock stone was my pillow Rock stone, was my pillow Hear me now Jah man me cool, nuh stumble like you Walk pon di street, me nuh gwaan for fool Arrive at the dance, di mic a mi tool Eat pon table, sit inna stool Me black, me brown Me brown no black Ribs and mi chest, mi spine and mi back Wait 'til you hear, when dis riddim drop Head yuh toe, yuh body a rock, from me pon di mic Steve Marley ah chat, firm and strong Doh step pon the lot The peaceful, righteous, Rastaman Rod of correction, inna him hand Preachin' out to man and woman, give riches to King Solomon Now, bass come out, and treble a top Cap an no buck, an nuh buck a no cap Sweetest singer, was Sugar Minott Man a come in and ah give me a shot Dracula turn inna vampire bat When him see sun, him cyah take dat Eyes dem dark, fi use contact I pon the mic, Raggamuffin a chat Fi mi head dread, me head it no plat Nuh fraid ah no mouse, nuh fraid ah no rat Pray to Jah, me never will stop We hot no cold, wah cold nuh hot Live in a house, no live in a flat Up inna Zion, di righteious will top Jah blow breeze, the devil cannot Rock stone was my pillow Rock stone was my pillow I say, rock stone was my pillow Rock stone, was my pillow