Tafari to get a job Ten letters behind his Born up in the Tafari doesn't the game The is no respect for life less for rules Winners need apply Sorry no rooms for
Tafari, up to the stars and Wonders if life on Mars Some say, he shave his head But proud to be a dread
'Cos, I'll be better, be stronger For the truth, I know longer I've the cunning of the And the of the trees I be sad, refuse the sorrow I look forward to I'll release my 'Cos I'm proud to be a
Selassie, tries to a home To rest his head A place where he can his girl To this spiritual bed he's greeted at the door The has changed his tune Though the queen is of child Sorry, there's no
Selassie looks up to the He hard and shouts out loud his father's words A from the dead
'Cos, I'll be better, be stronger For the truth, I takes longer I've the cunning of the And the of the trees I won't be sad, refuse the I forward to tomorrow I'll my anger 'Cos I'm to be a dread
'Cos in this life, you to take a chance Why else at all 'Cos in life, to climb a mountain Sometimes to fall 'Cos in this life nothing easy If it does, it has a 'Cos in this a martyr suffers Look at Jesus
Leo, faces many But hold hid up high He won't the hatred To Make his cry Leo up to the moon in its silver spoon Maybe I change my job Be an instead
'Cos, be better, I'll be stronger For the truth, I know takes I've the of the tiger And the of the trees I be sad, refuse the sorrow I look to tomorrow I'll release my 'Cos I'm to be a dread
I'll my anger I'm proud to be a dread
'Cos, I'll be better, be stronger For the truth, I'll be a I've the of the tiger And the of the trees In my I'll be honest To myself I this promise