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Serving as the intro musical track to “Til Shiloh” “‘Til I’m Laid to Rest” has Buju detailing the principles of the Rastafarian faith as well as addressing how he feels being a Rasta in the Western Hemisphere.
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Always be depressed
There's no life in the West
I know the East is the best
All the propaganda they spread
Tongues will have to confess
I'm in bondage, living is a mess
I've got to rise up, alleviate the stress
No longer will I expose my weakness
He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness
Work 7 to 7 but I'm still penniless
All the food upon my table, Massa God bless
Holler for the needy and shelterless
Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Always be depressed
There's no life in the West
I know the East is the best, yes
Propaganda they spread
Tongues will have to confess
What coube so bad about the East, everybody wants a piece
Africa for Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak
Unification outnumbers defeat
What a day when we walk down Redemption Street
Banner on heads, Bible inna we hands
One and all let's trod the promised land
Buju go down a Congo stopped in Shashamane Land
The city of Harare where Selassie come from
In Addis Ababa then Botswana
Left Kenya end up in Ghana
Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold
Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Always be depressed
There's no life in the West
I know the East is the best
All the propaganda they spread
Tongues will have to confess
Organize and centralize come as one
Our seeds shall be so many more than sand
Some new and replenish, pure and clean, and
For too long we've been under this band
Some a save a bag a riches, yet they die empty hand
Go on saying I'm stupid and laugh all you can
Easier for a camel to enter through a needle eye
Than a rich man to enter a Zion
Take it from I man
So
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Always be depressed
There's no life in the West
I know the East is the best
All the propaganda they spread
Tongues will have to confess
I'm in bondage, living is a mess
I've got to rise up, alleviate the stress
No longer will I expose my weakness
He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness
Work 7 to 7 but I'm still penniless
All the food upon my table, Massa God bless
Holler for the needy and shelterless
Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Always be depressed
There's no life in the West
I know the East is the best
All the propaganda they spread
Tongues will have to confess
What coube so bad about the East, everybody wants a piece
Africa for Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak
Unification outnumbers defeat
What a day when we walk down Redemption Street
Banner on heads, Bible inna we hands
One and all let's trod the promised land
Buju go down a Congo stopped in Shashamane Land
The city of Harare where Selassie come from
In Addis Ababa then Batswana
Left Kenya end up in Ghana
Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold
Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Always be depressed
There's no life in the West
I know the East is the best
All the propaganda they spread
Tongues will have to confess
Organize, centralize, come as one
’Til I’m Laid To Rest was written by Buju Banton.
Buju Banton released ’Til I’m Laid To Rest on Tue Jul 18 1995.