Rasta Have the Handle

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah No matter how the mountain may be high We've got to reach the top And no matter how the hill might be steep We'll never stop And no matter how dangerous the cliff We'll never fall 'Cause Rasta have the handle Babylon, you hold on on the blame The ocean may be a million miles wide We've got to reach across No matter how things may be though We've got to be rough No matter how long the journey We never get weary 'Cause Rasta have the handle Babylon, them hold on on the blame The ocean be a million miles wide We've got to reach across No matter the things they do We've got to get through No matter how long the journey We never get weary 'Cause Rasta have the handle Babylon, hold on on the blame No matter how things may be though We've got to be rough No matter how the fire may be red We never get burned No matter them tribulations We've got to be strong 'Cause Rasta have the handle Babylon, you hold on on the blame Rasta have the handle!