When we pull into the last stop in for the final time
We can get loud and try to find the diamonds rising to the sky
Get ready for dying ready for the next trial to abide by Unafraid of time coming to the end of the next line
We bring the love all bring it to all hearts and mind
We preach to be kind try to make people come and unite
In the fight fight fight to be, to think
To teach them all to live their life right
Let’s see it and then to the kingdom we rise
And the ganja, say ya praise for the one
When he hand ya — Say Boom Shiva
Spreading the law within the land, ya Equanimity, like Rama Sita together burning reefer
For the good win, yeah for the good fight yes for the good they try
As for the good know why that like a good riddim we let it ride
Spread the knowledge of the most high, most holy and wise
While we strike a gold riddim, make a sound for the nation
Not give to be given just a love for the human race and
Respect body and mind — turn from the wicked bad kind
And let me see you to a domination light
Leave many truth buried in the ground; truth flowing from a fountain
Left in a cave hiding up a mountain, with a record of my sound and
Mungo’s Soundsystem, bass bins to make a din
When the future man find them to hear us nasty like riddim
Re-invent electricity, get the needle in the rim
Get the deck spinning while they all are listening and wondering
«What are we hearing? Is this the voice of God left for the children?»
So we don’t start warring all over again
I go recording on sunny islands
Cutting them diamonds, vinyl diamonds spinning, riding
I’m a happy face unless someone smokes my supply
And forgets to press record before I’ve finished spitting on the riddim
I get faster, as the waves always get fatter
Like a ship about to blast up, take and strip away the matter
To a sound that seldom matters without bass abacadabra