Strolling

Okay

Yeah, yeah

Alborosie say

Strolling inna town with Protoje

Well, well

Tell the people

Over the mountains, across the seas

And when they need it then they send for me

The Rastaman strolling into town

The fireman strolling into town

Over the mountains, across the seas

You feel it mystically in the breeze

When the Rastaman strolling into town

The fireman strolling into town

Dem a hear the one a praise you

Me no trust weh dem a talk

Words a fly over mi head like shooting stars

Me see dem inna Garrison, stage shows and bars

Mouth a talk peace but dem heart a beat war

The truth is talking off like copa

Rastafari yute dem shining like a supernova

Protoje and Alborosie dem a no push over

Strong signal straight from Selassie I router

Over the mountains, across the seas

And when they need it, then they send for me

The Rastaman strolling into town

The fireman strolling into town

Over the mountains, across the seas

You feel it mystically in the breeze

When the Rastaman strolling into town

The fireman strolling into town

Well, the ting yah balance from the woofer to the tweeter

Can't get it better flawless like a Lupita

Oh no, they wanna be your friend to get a feature

Disciples dem a coulda Judas, coulda Peter

One will tek your life and one will never leave yah

Pray for the wisdom so you know before it reach yah

When to be the student, when to be the teacher

When fi talk yuh mind and when fi never ever speak

And 'pon that note you know I probably shouldn't say

But dem man deh the business looking sloppy from weh day

Topic a the day, animosity fi popularity

Haffi stop it microscopic a the prey

Take a look a panoramic, me a say

While dem siddung and a watch dem Panasonic every day

So when Alborosie call me, you say, "Yeah"

Link up and drop it internationally

Over the mountains, across the seas

And when they need it, then they send for me

The Rastaman strolling into town

The fireman strolling into town

Over the mountains, across the seas

You feel it mystically in the breeze

When the Rastaman strolling into town

The fireman strolling into town

If you can't neither fly, you should run like a train

Maybe Usain shoulda say it

Take me inna capsules just like a painkiller

Listen to my music while you puffing sensimilla

Apart from the business, music ever inna mi heart

Music from me heart so Selassie take the charts

All Zion yute him a sing about that

That show you say we all inna one class

Over the mountains, across the seas

And when they need it, then they send for me

The Rastaman strolling into town

The fireman strolling into town

Over the mountains, across the seas

You feel it mystically in the breeze

When the Rastaman strolling into town

The fireman strolling into town, ay