Jacob Miller - Healing Of The Nation lyrics

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Jacob Miller - Healing Of The Nation lyrics

Please Mr. Minister, a word with you Only take a minute, sir, so don't you screw You no fight 'gainst the rum head You no fight 'gainst the wine head You no fight 'gainst the cigarette smoking Yet you know, yet you know These things give cancer Yet you know, yet you know These things give cancer Rastaman know the truth So you can't fool the youth Rastaman know the truth So you can't fool the youth What was hidden from the wise and prudent Shall reveal to the babe and s**ling What was hidden from the wise and prudent Shall reveal to the babe and s**ling Tell me why do you fight against the collie man? Tell me why do you fight against the collie man? Yet you know, yet you know It's the healing of the nation Yet you know, yet you know It's the healing of the nation Tell me why do you fight against the collie man? Tell me why do you fight against the collie man? Yet you know, yet you know It's the healing of the nation Yet you know, yet you know It's the healing of the nation, you know Too much partialism inna dis business y'all God knows all of these things give cancer ? Liar man, doctor man, Indian chief Babylon Kingdom know the truth Liar man, doctor man, Indian chief Yet them know, yet them know It's the healing of the nation Yet them know, yet them know They know it's the truth Tell me why do you fight against the collie man Tell me why do you fight against the collie man Yet you know, yet you know It's the healing of the nation Yet them know, yet them know It's the curing of cancer, asthma, razman Rastaman know the truth So you can't fool the youth Natty dreadlocks know it's the truth So you can't fool the youth Yet them know, yet them know It's the healing of the nation Yet them know, yet them know These things give asthma, razma, chrasma Natty dreadlocks know, natty dreadlocks know Natty dreadlocks know, natty dreadlocks know Knowing the truth, the truth that collie will cure cancer, yeah Natty dreadlocks, natty dreadlocks knowing the truth Babylon too much partialism