Original lyrics

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Try and remember now just what has been done Enslavement, displacement of every nation And now to one nation, everyone hold their grudge Kind of makes me wonder about which side I'm on Don't defend no white, and I don't defend black I defend truth and rights and all of that I work on situations where I'm at Hold my position and never fall of track Nah give up my faith! Though Babylon rage I and I will strive until The end of my days, Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage Babylon rage I and I will strive until The end of my days, Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage I never give no good vibes And I never give up no truth Never trade my sanity for living in Babylon crew Vanity will never drive this man insane This man will walk alongside Jah again We see all of the pressure to conform today And I may sometimes bend But only as not to break Cause a life of iniquity for laziness' sake Is a deal with the devil rasta just can't make Nah give up my faith! Though Babylon rage I and I will strive until The end of my days, Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage Babylon rage I and I will strive until The end of my days, Rasta courage Go against society, Rasta courage Looking back now upon all of the evidence Four hundred years and what those years have Really done, we talk of peace but at the First sign of war. Bredren and bredren and Sistren ain't sistren no more. Without forgiveness How will any war cease, while the heathen rage? Rastaman, sitting at ease. No one will move a Muscle for some moral justice and with no justice there will be no peace Nah give up my faith! Though babylon rage I and I will strive until The end of my days, rasta courage Go against society, rasta courage The Babylon rage I and I will strive until The end of my days, rasta courage Go against society, rasta courage Nah give up my faith! Though babylon rage I and I will strive until The end of my days, rasta courage Go against society, rasta courage Looking back now upon all of the evidence Four hundred years and what those years have Really done, we talk of peace but at the First sign of war. Bredren and bredren and Sistren ain't sistren no more. Without forgiveness How will any war cease, while the heathen rage? Rastaman, sitting at ease. No one will move a Muscle for some moral justice and with no justice there will be no peace