Out Di Box

Whoa whoa woooooooooooo

Whoa whoa woooooooooooo

Alright yeah!

Out di box out di box

Think outside the box

Out the box out di box love Jah music to the max

When them post I

Say the Most High

Will protect I from traps

From the moment I was born Jah make I different from the norm

Baby ward mama sing that I am redder than warm

In my heart is written a song

Allow I to trod on

On the path but Babylon say

That I man must be going wrong

Because them afraid of the fire and the way the thunder claps

And now they run out of their current

I a lightning pon the tracks

Electric shocks, blacker clouds

Storms in my synapse

And now synapses show synopsis

Of how them dream collapses

Behold!

Rastafari Ises round the clock!

Behold!

Now they gonna give them just a lot

Behold and now we gonna give dem what we got

Or else they lock we in a box with all their fees and income tax!

Everything that I and I do

Well I put passion inna dat

All wha day I tear my pants

And I make fashion out of that

Riddle me this riddle me that

How dem hype up and chat

Off them mouth like them a scout them need to sit down and cotch

Well this one a for the baldheaded and natty dreadlocks

Iyabinghi!

Iyashanti!

Twelve tribes and orthodox

Or on the earth on a search inner self contacts

Babylon soft like a porridge, sour like a sour sops!