Jacob Miller – Too Much Commercialization Of Rastafari

Jacob Miller – Too Much Commercialization Of Rastafari Lyrics

Artist: Jacob Miller
Song: Too Much Commercialization Of Rastafari

Part One: Too Much Commercialization
Oh-huh-uh, dread, my people
Hear the voice of the sounds of federation
The sound of the gathering of the natty dread

All weakheart shall drop, blood deh
When I was a clean-face man
They used to know my name
But now that I’m a dreadlocks man

They don’t know me anymore
Ala, ala, ala, Alabama
The time has come again
Kings of kings and lords of lords

Conquering the tribe of Judah (Uh-huh, yeah)
But now that I’m a dreadlocks man
All my friends turn against I
But time has come that they all should fall around

I no check fi fall around, I-ya drеad, I-ya dread, I-ya dread
Now they know that that’s thе truth about I and I and I, and I
Them dread in a this day, I dread, I say freedom amongst myself
When all my bredrin shall see one day that I am a Rastaman

I-ya dread, I-ya dread, I-ya dread, yeah
My parents only want to see me
In some white shirt and neck tie around my neck
I-ya dread, I no defend vanity, my bredrin (Uh yeah)

Don’t judge a man by the way he looks
Judge him by his ways (‘Cause)
Ala, ala, ala, Alabama
Part Two: Commercial Rasta

Unity is peace, and peace is of the father
Calling all bredrin to gather in unity and in love
When I was a clean-face man
They used to know my name

But now that I’m a dreadlocks man
Mi said, some of dem say dem are dread
But are commercial dread (Yeah)
Some of dem say dem are dread

But are commercial dread
The commercial dread, him say
Him a work fi di Babylon dem
The commercial dread, him say

Him a work fi di Babylon dem
Him no think it’s right fi work pon Jah Jah land
Mi say, no think it’s right fi work pon we father’s land
Jah Jah have land pon the hillside

Jah Jah have land pon the plains
Jah Jah have land Uptown, Downtown
And all around deh fi work pon
So work, so work, so work pon we father’s land

I say freedom amongst myself
When all my bredrin shall see one day that I am a Rastaman
A universal Rastaman, the Congo Rastaman
A universal worker

Babylon, no judge, no judge, no judge me ’cause I’m natty dread
So no judge, no judge, no judge me ’cause I’m natty dread (Yeah)
Don’t do such thing, no judge me ’cause I’m a natty dread
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Release Year: 1979