Woah.

Everything was fine before the FEDS came Rushing blue lights Green and red taint Everything was cool before the blue lights I'm a spirit Not a colour Missed the meaning Can't miss the feeling Walk with pride Crown of locs Groovy style See my art is in myself Watch me carry the golden eye The thing with self love it multiply When fire spreads only some survive Feel the passion it's from my culture You know them ones man I can't deny They tried to strip me, of my dignity Jokes on them it strengthened I Got my goals, set on my path Yet to them I must fall in line Well I'm all aligned Ask the world is it all in lines Everything was fine before the FEDS came Rushing blue lights Green and red taint Everything was cool before the blue lights