Rasta Love
And she didn’t know how to tell him
She was in love with a rasta man
Fire was burnin' and burning
To let out what she was holding in
I know her story before she say it
Daddy just want her cooperate
Find somebody that’s corporate
Suit and tie more appropriate (cha!)
Him say him naa make him daughter stray
But reggae music she start fi play it
Ital food when she salt her plate
Militant yute wah she want fi date
And that is what she need
Marcus garvey she start fi read
Hair stop comb and it start look neat
So him want keep her off the street
From who she with and that be me
More than a natty head is what she see
Ni lovers leap is not for me
And she nuh waa keep it a secret
But she can't tell him who she sleep with
And she didn’t know how to tell him
She was in love with a rasta man
Fire was burnin' and burning
To let out what she was holding in
And she wants to be free
From all this captivity
So she’ll be who she will be
They can't tell her who she need
They can't tell her who she want who she can’t
She talk her owner chant chart her owner
Path and follow her owner heart
Call me over her own apartment
Now as I answer the phone that’s the tone she
Start with, she know say she don’t fi part with
One like I even though so much impart it
So she haffi do her owner thing
Cause she can never live life for them
Knowing that she would look back when
To the time weh she couldn’t explain to him cause then
And she didn’t know how to tell him
She was in love with a rasta man
Fire was burnin' and burning
To let out what she was holding in
Rasta Love
And she didn’t know how to tell him
She was in love with a rasta man
Fire was burnin' and burning
To let out what she was holding in
I know her story before she says it
Daddy just wants her to cooperate
Find somebody that’s corporate
Suit and tie more appropriate (yeah!)
He says he won’t let his daughter stray
But reggae music she starts to play
Ital food when she salts her plate
Militant dude is who she wants to date
And that is what she needs
Marcus Garvey she starts to read
Hair stops getting combed, it starts to look neat
So he wants to keep her off the street
From who she’s with, and that’s me
More than a dreadhead is what she sees
Ni lovers leap is not for me
And she doesn’t want to keep it a secret
But she can't tell him who she sleeps with
And she didn’t know how to tell him
She was in love with a rasta man
Fire was burnin' and burning
To let out what she was holding in
And she wants to be free
From all this captivity
So she’ll be who she will be
They can't tell her who she needs
They can't tell her who she wants, who she can’t
She talks her own chant, charts her own
Path and follows her own heart
Calls me over to her own apartment
Now as I answer the phone, that’s the tone she
Starts with, she knows she shouldn’t part with
One like me even though so much is shared
So she has to do her own thing
'Cause she can never live life for them
Knowing that she would look back when
To the time when she couldn’t explain to him, 'cause then
And she didn’t know how to tell him
She was in love with a rasta man
Fire was burnin' and burning
To let out what she was holding in