Tribal Seeds - Aroma lyrics

War on the herb was a slaughter on the oppressor. Roll some cannabis until we bliss. Take another hit and get a lift. AROMA of the herb smoke. Burn the cannabis until we bliss. AROMA of thr herb smoke. Take another hit and get a lift. It's to fun... And i don't wanna run. Yearn to know why i get a high off the sound when it comes. Journey to when i was young, sub conscious vibes in the corner of my mind lift me up. Words of the ancient. Reveal a remnant in the beating drum. They lift me up. Words of the ancient, reveal a remnant in the song. So burn wickedness in high and low places. Shun greed in the richest of the races. They fall, they want to drag us along. Their reward is in the depths of the storm. So burn wickedness in high and low places. Shun greed in the richest of the races. They fall down. Drag us along. their rewards not found. Burn the cannabis until we bliss. Take another hit avid get a lift. AROMA of the herb smoke. Burn the cannabis until we bliss. AROMA of the herb smoke. Take another hit and get a lift. Why oh why oh why? So the heathens come? Just to be cut down in the sight of the lion. Them haffi run back to when they come from. Lest them be triumphed and conquered for their land. Them come from afar and wielding a gun and they dare to wage war against our kingdom. They've ignited the spark for the battle of the throne. Sound k**ah let it be known... Who holds the ark of the covenant? DREAD. who's i salvation and savior? A DREAD. samson slewed the philistine's cause of his DREAD. and took the vow of the nazarene DREAD. Look what them doing now jah eyes is red. Can't steal away the holy lineage. Only thing them ever want from men is to see the bloodshed. Dem heads haffi roll."