The Kalling Kabaka Pyramid (Ft. Jesse Royal, Protoje & Stephen Marley)
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[Intro: Stephen Marley & Kabaka Pyramid]
Brute force on the frontline
Youth force, it's your time
Rastafari call yuh, call yuh, call yuh
Yeah, man, all soldiers reported duty
King Selassie I a call yuh, call yuh, call yuh
Accurate, ayy, huh
[Verse 1: Kabaka Pyramid]
Who have eyes to see, dem a go see, and who have ears, dem a go hear
When Rastafari calling, the reception haffi clear
Hungry fed, naked be clothed, many infants to be cared
Sick be nourished, aged protected, that's the duty that we share
When yuh tek up Rasta bannеr, do nuh tek it fi nuh joke
It's more than just di locks upon yuh hеad an' what yuh smoke
Di words dem dat yuh spoke, energies yuh evoke
Dem must be a reflection of di king
[Verse 2: Protoje]
Ayy, I merge from the shadows wid mi big spliff a glow
Kabaka send to call mi, seh di war, it ready now
Ragga send mi pon di road wid di magazine dem load
Lyrically rapid fire when dem attacking the throne
Any time we come around, word power and the sound
Surrender to the struggle is a thing we'll never do
The example has been shown, some believe and others know
Rastafari mek di call, mi brothers and mi sisters move, betta let dem through
Brute force on the frontline
Youth force, it's your time
Rastafari call yuh, call yuh, call yuh
Yeah, man, all soldiers reported duty
King Selassie I a call yuh, call yuh, call yuh
Accurate, ayy, huh
[Verse 1: Kabaka Pyramid]
Who have eyes to see, dem a go see, and who have ears, dem a go hear
When Rastafari calling, the reception haffi clear
Hungry fed, naked be clothed, many infants to be cared
Sick be nourished, aged protected, that's the duty that we share
When yuh tek up Rasta bannеr, do nuh tek it fi nuh joke
It's more than just di locks upon yuh hеad an' what yuh smoke
Di words dem dat yuh spoke, energies yuh evoke
Dem must be a reflection of di king
[Verse 2: Protoje]
Ayy, I merge from the shadows wid mi big spliff a glow
Kabaka send to call mi, seh di war, it ready now
Ragga send mi pon di road wid di magazine dem load
Lyrically rapid fire when dem attacking the throne
Any time we come around, word power and the sound
Surrender to the struggle is a thing we'll never do
The example has been shown, some believe and others know
Rastafari mek di call, mi brothers and mi sisters move, betta let dem through
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