Roots Natty

I had a vision last night,
That I was walking on a street of pure gold.
The street that I saw,
Is where I and I should have been,
But not until we stand up, fight for our rights.

Dreadlocks the time is now,
Stand up, fight for your rights,
Or you ain't gonna get your culture, man,
Roots Natty, don't give up, hold on.

If I am wrong,
Be not afraid to say so.
Is there any difference between black and white?
We are all of one skin,
Same blood, same soul.
But there are some who think,
Dreadlocks don't count.

Dreadlocks the time is now,
Stand up, fight for your rights,
Or you ain't gonna get your culture, man,
Roots Natty, don't give up, hold on.

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Dreadlocks the time is now,
Stand up, fight for your rights,
Or you ain't gonna get your culture, man,
Roots Natty, don't give up, hold on.



Credits
Writer(s): Albert Washington Griffiths
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