Try and remember now just what has been done
Enslavement, displacement of every nation
And now to one nation, everyone hold their grudge
Kind of makes me wonder about which side I'm on
I don't defend white, and I don't defend black
I defend truth and rights and all of that
I work on situations where I'm at
Hold my position and never fall of track

Nah give up my faith!
Though Babylon rage
I and I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage, go against society, Rasta courage

Babylon rage
I and I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage, go against society, Rasta courage

I never give 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

Nah give up my faith!
Though Babylon rage
I and I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage, go against society, Rasta courage

Babylon rage
I and 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 those years have really done
We talk of peace, but at the first sign of war
Bredren and bredren 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, there will be no peace

Nah give up my faith!
Though Babylon rage
I and I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage, go against society, Rasta courage

The Babylon rage
I and I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage, go against them, go against them

(..)

Well I nah give up my faith!
Though Babylon rage
I and I will strive until the end of my days
Rasta courage, till the end of my days

Looking back now upon all of the evidence
400 years and what those years have really done
We talk of peace, but at the first sign of war
Bredren and bredren 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, there will be no peace