[bad word] Stephen Marley:
And it was written
Up in the book of life
Cause the man shall
Endure forever more
(Repeat)

Verse 1
Damian:
Well did you know the pen
Is stronger than di knife 
And they can kill you once
But they can’t kill you twice
Did you know [bad word] of di flesh is not di ending to life
Fear not of the anti-christ
Did you know that I
Exist before the earth
And did you know my eyes
Are windows to the world
Did you know you can’t go a Zion and a wear jerry curls 
Can’t tell the boys from the girls
The body’s just a vehicle
Transporting the soul
It’s what’s inside the people
Is beauty to behold
Fear not of evil
Everyday dem flesh it grow old
Changes of the time take the toll
 [bad word] 

Verse 2
Capleton:
The one ya name, fear is in the eyes of di beholder
And love is in the presence of the love maker
Life is in the words of [bad word] Endure much longer
Live much longer
Fear is in the eyes of di beholder
And love is in the presence of the love maker
Life is in the words of [bad word] Endure much longer 
Live much longer

Verse 3
Jr. Gong:
vester on his chest and Rastafari is his name
The gift of everlasting life for us to all sustain
Blessing that you all be got
Lessons taught you all forgot
Rasta call it [bad word] you not
Do you remember Elijah
And his chariot of flames 
Same blood [bad word] thru my veins

Verse 4
Capleton:
The one ya name, fear is in the eyes of di beholder
And love is in the presence of the love maker
Life is in the words of [bad word] Endure much longer
Live much longer
Fear is in the eyes of di beholder
And love is in the presence of the love maker
Life is in the words of [bad word] Endure much longer 
Live much longer
Careful of you, entertain stranger
Selaisse never born inna nuh manger
I'll never [bad word] as me savior
Elect off himself inna [bad word] Babylon nah function well dem a failure
So be careful of dem cellular and pager
Cause I sign see dem I see danger
So dem grateful Selaisse I pray to you
 [bad word] 
Verse 5
Drag-on:
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Verse 6
Damian: 
Watch for sticks and stones
Stumbling blocks in piles
Life is one big road
Miles on top of miles
So blessed be the soul
That always remains a child
And most people don't even smile
There's a natural mystic
Blowing in [bad word] the air
So keep it realistic
And always be aware
The [bad word] is crying out
And it's so loud and so clear
But most people won't even hear
Spiritual pollution is in the atmosphere
And with so much confusion
Can one be happy here
The gift of Rastafari is for all man to share
But some would rather to be so unfair