I know Jah will make a way, but how long shall my soul battle hades until Rastafari turn my heart clean and gold, i want freedom...they say ''say something...reggae reggae, say something rock on rock on, it seems when i'm quiet things get worse. I smoked some herb yesterday and i went to Zion, Ethiopia, even though i'm living in america, i just dont know when my heart will become clean, i'm just flesh
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