Rock Stone Songtext
von Stephen Marley

Rock stone was my pillow
Rock stone was my pillow
Rock stone was my pillow
I say, rock stone was my pillow
Rock stone was my pillow

Hear the man say

R-R-Rock stone was my pillow, cud′n find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty, wi haffi find food fi eat
Everyday wi terrorize by soldier an police
Wen di ting dem a strum an di ting dem a beat

Fram dem a play cowboy, an Indian an chief
Fram di first, tuh di third street up di seventh street
Wan ting eena wi mind, haffi trample di beast
An mek it eena life an inherit as di meek

Better di stone dem deh yah
Self employed, cannot get lay off
Mount a work mi hav
Can't even get ah daii off
Huu did waan fi stop mi now? Find out seh dem way off


Aright, suh mi say wan by wan, wan by wan
Wan by wan wi steppin outta babylon
An den wan by wan, wan by wan
Hail di King Selassie I, di conquering lion
Lion, lion

Rock stone was my pillow
Rock stone was my pillow
I say, rock stone was my pillow (Sizzla Kalonji)
Rock stone was my pillow (Stephen "Ragga" Marley, haha)

Help us Jah, take us from the slum
Never give up matter what, strictly fire bun
Hail Rasta, take us from the slum
Never give up matter what, King Selassie I blessin come

Sufferation is a thing could be no harder time
Got to widen your views, got to broaden your mind
What we face in the ghetto, nowhere else can you find
Hunger, poverty, a system so unkind

As a matter of fact there is an aftershock
When cold ground was my bed and my pillow was a rock
Try to make it through the system, all the doors were locked
Yet, nothing beats a try, and so I ain′t go stop


All the time they write a book on you
A set amount a crap, they would a put on you
Yet when you're in the dirt, they wouldn't look on you
They would only scorn and wanna wipe they foot on you

So, open up Zion door
Ethiopia, Africa for sure
Liberate the poor, the poor, eh

Mi nah lie, chuu mi Hail Selassie I dem waan fi war I
Read mi bible, turn to peace and praise ′Tafari
Goodbye Babylon, goodbye, goodbye

Open up Zion door
Mount Zion, Ethiopia for sure
Children of Israel
Children of Israel, eh

Rock stone was my pillow
Rock stone was my pillow
I say, rock stone was my pillow
Rock stone was my pillow

Hear mi now
Jah man mi cool, nuh stumble like yu
Waak pon di street, mi nuh gwaan for fool
Arrive at di dance, di mic a my tool
Eat pon ah table, sit eena stool

Mi black, mi brown, mi brown, mi black
Ribs a mi chest, mi spine a mi back
Wait till you hear wen dis riddim drop
Head, yuh toe, yuh bady a rock

Fram mi pon di mic, Steve Marley a-chat
Firm an strong, doah step pon di lot
Di peaceful, righteous Rastaman
Rod of correction, eena im han
Preachin out tuh man an woman
Giv riches tuh King Solomon

Now (bass cum out) an treble a top
Cap an no buck, an nuh a no cap
Sweetest singer, was sugar mi not
Man a cum in an a giv mi ah shot
Dracula tun enna Vampire bat
Wen im si sun, im cyaan tek dat
Eye dem dark, fi use contact

I pon di mic, Raggamuffin a-chat
Fi mi head dread, mi head it no plat
Nuh fraid a no mouse, nuh fraid a no rat
Pray to Jah, mi never will stop
Wi hot, no cold, wi cold, nuh hot
Live eena house, no live eena flat
Up eena Zion, di righteous will top
Jah blow breeze, di devil cannot

Rock stone was my pillow
Rock stone was my pillow
I say, rock stone was my pillow
Rock stone was my pillow