My life anuh fi me alone... My life a fi people... Fi help plenty people... If my is for me alone mi nuh want it
The more you accept herb, the more you accept Rastafari.
The road to life is rocky, and you may stumble too. So while you point your fingers, someone else is judging you.
Love hard when there is love to be had.
You have to be someone.
All dese governments and dis this and that, these people that say they're here to help, why them say you cannot smoke the herb? Herb... herb is a plant, you know? And when me check it, me can't find no reason. All them say is, 'it make you rebel'. Against what?