De La Tierra Crece
Bien saben los de babylon que mi ganjah es una planta
Y que a mi gente le encanta fumarla
Saben, lo ven, de la tierra crece, entonces déjenos usarla
Por que privas a mi gente de este bienestar
Si es tan normal como cualquier fruto natural
No te enseñaron a la pachamama respetar
Entonces déjanos fumar del fruto que ella nos da a jah
La alabanza por la hierba santa
A babylon el fuego por prohibirnos de esta planta
Y no pueden apagar la caña mientras arda
Y el humo en mi garganta y el humo me levanta
Y encuentro tanta paz tan contenta esta mi alma
Mi meditación es I&I me llevan a la calma
Siento pienso muy dentro de mi
El bienestar irie fumo mi split
Bien saben los de babylon que mi ganjah es una planta
Y que a mi gente le encanta fumarla
Saben, lo ven, de la tierra crece, entonces déjenos usarla
Siguen con la misma historia que mi ganjah te lleva a la miseria
Que esta pasando somos personas serias
Meditación consciente conocemos la materia
Somos r, fumamos a conciencia
Y disfrutamos elevados
Vamos inspirados por la gracia del mas alto
Y yo que me levanto por mi bienestar
Absoluto me fumo un fruto
Y en un minuto disfruto el bienestar absoluto
Recibo bendición con inspiración del mas alto poder en Zion
Smoking sin semilla, ganjah medicina, hierba sagrada, creación divina
Bien saben los de babylon que mi ganjah es una planta
Y que a mi gente le encanta fumarla
Saben, lo ven, de la tierra, crece entonces déjenos usarla, again
Bien saben los de Bbylon que mi ganjah es una planta
From the Earth Grows
The people of Babylon know well that my ganjah is a plant
And that my people love to smoke it
They know, they see, it grows from the earth, so let us use it
Why deprive my people of this well-being
If it's as normal as any natural fruit
Were you not taught to respect Mother Earth
Then let us smoke from the fruit she gives us, to Jah
Praise for the holy herb
To Babylon, the fire for prohibiting us from this plant
And they cannot extinguish the cane while it burns
And the smoke in my throat and the smoke lifts me
And I find so much peace, so content is my soul
My meditation is I&I leading me to calm
I feel, I think deep within me
Well-being irie, I smoke my spliff
The people of Babylon know well that my ganjah is a plant
And that my people love to smoke it
They know, they see, it grows from the earth, so let us use it
They continue with the same story that my ganjah leads you to misery
What's happening, we are serious people
Conscious meditation, we know the matter
We are real, we smoke consciously
And we enjoy elevated
We go inspired by the grace of the Most High
And I, who rise for my well-being
Absolute, I smoke a fruit
And in a minute, I enjoy absolute well-being
I receive blessings with inspiration from the highest power in Zion
Smoking without seeds, ganjah medicine, sacred herb, divine creation
The people of Babylon know well that my ganjah is a plant
And that my people love to smoke it
They know, they see, from the earth, it grows so let us use it, again
The people of Babylon know well that my ganjah is a plant