Intro:
martial art, I'm not partial here, it's martial art (ha, ha, ha)
I'm not partial here, I'm rotten I'm rotten...
I fire burn the whole I'm, uh huh
I'm not begging for a friend from none I'm my fire burns the whole I'm, uh huh
hear me now hear I know, coulda know
Chorus:
they got my roti, slew them with karate
praise king selassie him a the ancient monarchy
now you got my roti, slew them with karate
romp with my swor and my first out a cock it
do not get my bread, slew them with karate
hail rastafari him a the golden monarchy
do not get my bread, slew them with karate, slew them with karate, uh huh
Verse 1:
hail selassie he is the ancient monarchy
how do you feel? well i'm feeling hotty
bun babylon because they're corrupt and they're naughty
lion's roar, pull the dogs out there barky barky
yo! pop off my sword and now their faces got marky marky
somebody said war, well! I said to start it
shouldn't rob the old woman of her purse dung at the market
shouldn't kill innocent pedestrians on the streets they're walking in
coulda know, question me haffi ask it
my turban is hot and my troubles start it
men don't fling right and their faces get darty darty
yo, hey, ok, well!
Chorus:
they got me roti so i'll slew them with karate
praise king selassie him a the ancient monarchy
do not get my roti, i slew them with karate, i slew them with karate
could ya know?
Verse 2:
yo! feed the ghetto youth with heritage you have the clum
let them stop eating the rubbish and stop eating up sodom
yo me make the riddim that the youth coulda jump
this is the ghetto youth you have brain kick outcome
don't disrespect anytime you come amongst
show them good ratitude and show them love
burn out the hate and you must burn out the grudge
and stop from shedding the people ... blood
Chorus:
don't get my bread, slew them with karate
hail king selassie him a the ancient monarchy
so don't get my bread, slew yuh with karate, slew them with karate
yo, hey, well, don't get my roti so I'll slew them with karate
praise king selassie he's the ancient monarchy
now they got my roti coulda know they got me roti
coulda know they got me roti
Verse 3:
so I will so praise king selassie he is the ancient monarchy
yo! how are you feeling? well i'm feelin hotty
i bun up babylon because they are corrupt and they are naughty
they shouldn't rob the innocent youth dung at the market
they shouldn't kill innocent pedestrians on the streets where they are I walk in
truth yah know corruption and nuff a they will talk it
well, that's why lightening has to spark it
yo, king selassie i, I say
Chorus:< br/>they got my roti, slew them with karate, shouldn't diss selassie i, i yah i
now they got my roti, could yah know could yah know
i see they got my roti, uh huh

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