Try and remember now just what has been done
Enslavement, displacement of every nation
And now to one nationEveryone hold their grudge
Kinda makes me wonder ′bout which side I'm on
Don′t defend the white and I don't defend the black
I defend truth and rights and all of that
Work on situation, where I'm at
Hold my position, never fall of track
Nah, give up my faith!
Though Babylon rage
I′n′I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage
Go against society, Rasta courage
Babylon rage
I'n′I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage
Go against society, Rasta courage
I never give up no good vibes
And I never give up no truth
Never trade my sanity for living in Babylon crew
Vanity will never drive this man insane
This man will walk alongside Jah again
We see all of the pressure to conform today
And I may sometimes bend but only as not to break
'Cause a life of iniquity for laziness′ sake
Is a deal with the devil, Rasta just can't make
No, give up no faith!
Though Babylon rage
I′n'I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage
Go against society, Rasta courage
Babylon rage
I'n′I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage
Go against society, Rasta courage
Looking back now upon all of the evidence
400 years and what dem years have really done
We talk of peace, but at the first sign of war
Brethren ain′t brethren and sistren ain't sistren no more
Without forgiveness how will any war cease
While the heathen rage, rastaman sitting at ease
No one will move a muscle for some moral justice
And with no justice, well, there will be no peace
No, give up no faith!
Though Babylon rage
I′n'I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage
Go against society, Rasta courage
Babylon rage!
I′n'I will strive until the end of my da-a-ays!
Rasta courage
Go against them, go against them
Well, I nah give up no faith!
Though Babylon rage
I′n'I will strive until the end of my day-ay-ays
Rasta courage, the end of my days
Till the e-end
Yo!
Looking back now upon all of the evidence
400 years and what dem years have really done
We talk of peace, but at the first sign of war
Brethren ain't brethren and sistren ain′t sistren no more
Without forgiveness how will any war cease
While this heathen rage, rastaman sitting at ease
No one will move a muscle for some moral justice
And with no justice, there′ll be no peace!
