Faïanatur - Praise Him Lyrics

Sit down and keep quiet , smoke a spliff, listen the music

We nah fear the police weh we light up the chalice
Meditate bout rasta everything kriss , princess surround me
feedin my face with kiss,
Everybody know me steppin babylone streets
I remember slavery, droppin a lot of tears
My strength comes from The Lord who heals me when I' m sick
No matter how you Buddhist, Hindu or Sikh
We are the same people at the same level
Working for peace of mind is so honorable
Teaching for the wise, even the rebel shall sit by Jah side
free from evil , we got the same story , now everybody worry
now is the time to fulfilment of all prophecy,destruction of
monetary territory, terrible thing to fall under the hand of The Almighty

Praise Him; Praise HIM; Praise HIM; Glorify HIM (repeat)
Praise The Lord He has always protected us

Remember Moses and remember Jesus
Remember prodigies and remember miracles

This ya generation is so perverse, so corrupted

and so unjust ,man to man , don't know who to trust
Bob Marley...
That' s why we say fe to put Jah First everything will come after

recite this ya verse again

Do you imagine the energy which is necessary
to make you be what you be : strong and healthy ?!!
The Lord is Movement, Respiration and Being
That' s why you should not kill, you should not assassin

Nuff a dem a dark side , satan dem worshippin
they woulda bun inna hell, they would die inna sin
pure lake a fire waitin and boilin, prepared for all those who have forgot The King
The time has come to the world to be revealed to his self
The time has come to slave master to explain to his slaves
The time has come to tsunami to wash the earth with waves
The time has come to poor people to continue to brave
The time has come to the rich man to go down in the grave
The time has come now to give thanks for what The Lord gave
health, wealth ,I' ve got the fire belt, longtime babylone already felt
That's why nuff a dem never trust us ;who The Lord bless , no one can curse
I don ' t need them certificate , I' m in my own curses ; dead three days and nights
rise again like krishna and horus; in my anterior life , I was a tyranasaurus
sorry for my victim mister diplodocus ; hocus pocus , you evilous pernicious ...

(Merci à Linda Missoum pour cettes paroles)