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Bob Marley – Zimbabwe

WHO I AM, who i am, Whose I am

I AM

Before Abraham was, I AM
I AM The Way and The Truth and The Life

i am naked and exposed
i am a prostitute and a whore
i am an adulterer and a fornicator
i am a killer and a murderer
i am a robber and a thief
i am a liar and a conman

i am Christ’s, I AM CHRIST

I AM IMPRISONED, i am imprisoned
I AM HOSPITALIZED, i am hospitalized
i am imprisoned, I AM IN PRISON
I AM IN HOSPITAL, i am free

I AM AMERICAN, i am American

I AM CHRIST, i am Christ’s

I AM BROWN, i am Beautiful
I AM WHITE, i am Pure
I AM BLACK, i am Comely

I AM AMERICAN, i am American

I AM CHRIST, i am Christ’s

Before Abraham was, I AM
I AM the beginning, I AM the end

I AM CHRIST, I am Christ’s

I AM the beginning, I AM the end.

 

This poem was written by -THE CHIEF of sinners and The Chief of sinners.

J. I. Rodale (TEARS)

J. I. Rodale! J. I. Rodale! J. I. Rodale! Tears

Tears Tears Tears Tears Tears Tears
Tears Tears Tears Tears Tears Tears
Tears Tears Tears Tears Tears Tears

Bob Marley – Babylon System [04]

4 + 5 = 9 = 20 = 4 Winds

So you are the one who has been persecuting the “good and quiet” people? I AM going to make you wish you never had such a stupid idea in the FIRST PLACE.

Silverhawks – 04 – Save The Sun

Silverhawks – 04 – Save The Sun 1/3

Silverhawks – 04 – Save The Sun 2/3

Silverhawks – 04 – Save The Sun 3/3

Lifehoue – First Time

 

Bob Marley Ride Natty Ride Live Santa Barbara 11/25/79

 

For What It’s Worth

19th Century America

Buffalo Soldier
Songwriters: Marley, Robert Nesta; Williams, Noel J;

A picture is worth 1000 years.

Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
There was a buffalo soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

I mean it when I analyze the stench
To me it makes a lot of sense
How the dreadlock rasta was the buffalo soldier
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

Said he was a buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
Buffalo soldier in the heart of America

If you know your history
Then you would know where you’re coming from
Then you wouldn’t have to ask me
Who the ‘eck do I think I am

I’m just a buffalo soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a buffalo soldier, win the war for America

Dreadie, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Buffalo soldier troddin’ through the land, wo-ho-ooh
Said he wanna ran and then you wanna hand
Troddin’ through the land, yea-hea, yea-ea

Said he was a buffalo soldier, win the war for America
Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland to the heart of the Caribbean

Singing, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy

Troddin’ through San Juan in the arms of America
Troddin’ through Jamaica, a buffalo soldier
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta

Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy