In a meditation, the bird delights Remove the veil in uncertain times
Me no ramp when Jah censor a sign The bird design, make you well want bird your mind
Nuff juvenile, dead before thirty-nine Me want to know Rasta for I birth divine
You work for years and a work me work for mine
We Rasta man, we are some of the birdy kind
We slow the pace, I listen, I see undefeated