None but ourselves can free our minds.

Jah would never give the power to a baldhead; run come crucify the Dread.

A little wine sometimes, that's all. Spirits (are) bad. Alcohol wrong. Herb does grow.

The heat of the battle is as sweet as the victory.

I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy.

You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters?

Well, it grow together. It's like, first time I try to write a song is the first time I try to play the guitar. And so I can write a song without the guitar. But it really grow together. I really like stay with my guitar. But it just happen, is the inspiration come through man. Because, I personally, it look like, could I write a whole heap a tune, it look like. But I pick special tune to write. Cause a man can think of plenty things. Yuh know wah ah mean.