Rock Stone (feat. Capleton & Sizzla)

Rock stone was my pillow

Rock stone was my pillow

Rock stone was my pillow

I say, rock stone was my pillow

Rock stone was my pillow

Hear the man say

Rock stone was my pillow

Could not find place for sleep

Pot dem empty, we haffi find food for eat

Everyday we terrorized by soldier and police

When the thing dem a strum and the 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 we mind, haffi trample the beast

And make it in a life and inherit as the meek

Self employed, cannot get lay off

Mount a work mi have, can't even get a day off

Who did waan fi stop me now, dem find out seh dem way off

Alright

So mi seh one by one, one by one

One by one we stepping out, ah Babylon

And then one by one, one by one

Hail King Selassie I, the conquering lion

Rock stone was my pillow

Rock stone was my pillow

I say, rock stone was my pillow

Rock stone was my pillow

Help us Jah

Take us from the slum

Neva give up matta what, strictly fire burn

Hail rasta, take us from the slum

Neva give up matta what, King Selassie I blessing come

Sufferation is a 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 of fact, there is an aftershock

When cold ground was my bed, and my pillow was a rock

Try to make it through the system, all the doors were locked

Yet nothing beats a try and so I ain't gonna stop

Mount a time they write a book on you

A set amount a crap, they would a put on you

Yet when you in the dirt, they wouldn't look on you

They would only scorn, and wanna wipe they foot on you

So open up Zion door, Ethiopia Africa for sure

Liberate the poor, the poor, eh

Me nah lie, true me hail

Selassie I dem waah fi war I

Read me bible, turn to peace

And praise 'tafari

Goodbye Babylon, goodbye, goodbye

Open up Zion door, mount Zion Ethiopia for sure

Children of Israel, children of Israel, eh

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 the street, me nuh gwaan for fool

Arrive at the dance, the mic a my tool

Eat pon a table, sit inna stool

Me black, me brown, me brown no black

Ribs a me chest, me spine a me back

Wait till you hear, when this riddim drop

Head, you toe, you body a rock

From me pon the mic, Steve Marley ah chat

Firm and strong, doh step pon the lot

The peaceful, righteous, Rastaman

Rod of correction, inna me hand

Preaching out to man and women

Give riches to King Solomon

Now, bass come out and treble a top

Can an no buck, an nuh a no cap

Sweetest singer was sugar minott

Man has come in and ah give me a shot

Dracula tun inna Vampire bat

When him see sun, him can't take that

Eye dem dark, fi use contact

I pon the mic, Ragamuffin a chat

Fi me 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, the righteous 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