Hardcore - Jah9, Chronixx

Hardcore, you cannot claim no victory

Till yuh heart pure and you’re mind

Bout dem hardcore, when a Selassie I alone

Can mek dem heart sure at this time

Hardcore, you cannot claim no victory

Till yuh heart pure and you’re mind

Bout dem hardcore, when a Selassie I alone

Can mek dem heart sure at this time

At ease is peace we seeking

So all a try fi disturb a distance we keeping you away

From the treasure that you’re sniffing 'round to take

But you cannot penetrate

'Cause even if you find the yard

You cannot breach the gate

Leaving you waiting in vain and love you all the same

But yuh nuh heard core, yuh cannot claim no victory

Till yuh heart pure and you’re mind

Bout dem hardcore, when a Selassie I alone

Can mek dem heart sure at this time

Hardcore, you cannot claim no victory

Till yuh heart pure and you’re mind

Bout dem hardcore, when a Selassie I alone

Can mek dem heart sure at this time

Sip what you grow

Grow what you sip

Permaculture keep

The poison from you’re lip

The food stuff, the youths up

Strictly organic

Community immunity

From every politician

Breaking the addiction brothers finally

Find freedom to show love

Within the family

Real power generating, potential creating

When the epitome of masculinity

Is hardcore, you cannot claim no victory

Till yuh heart pure and you’re mind

Bout dem hardcore, when a Selassie I alone

Can mek dem heart sure at this time

Hardcore, you cannot claim no victory

Till yuh heart pure and you’re mind

Bout dem hardcore, when a Selassie I alone

A just Selassie I alone, Haile Selassie I alone

A just Selassie I alone see I alone

Now the Iyata can’t compromise the link

Before she open up the star gate

She really haffi think

Is it just desire, what will it require

Do you have the strength to hold it

You let it reach the brink

Are playing a game or do you know your role

Are you willing to wager your soul

Will you be a victim beaten

Stranded at the barrier

Or bravely ascending as a warrior to goddess

To hardcore, a she a claim the victory

Cause her heart pure and her mind, eh!

a hardcore

Selassie I alone a mek heart sure

Eh!

Hardcore, you cannot claim no victory

Till yuh heart pure and you’re mind

Bout dem harcore when a Selassie I alone, a just Selassie I alone

The problems which confront us today are, equally, unprecedented.

They have no counterparts in human experience.

Men search the pages of history

for solutions, for precedents, but there are none.

This, then, is the ultimate

challenge.

Where are we to look for our survival, for the answers to the

questions which have never before been posed?

We must look, first, to Almighty, Who has raised man above the animals and

endowed him with intelligence and reason.

We must put our faith in Him,

that He will not desert us or permit us to destroy humanity which He created

in His image.

And we must look into ourselves, into the depth of our souls.

We must become something we have never been and for which our education and

experience and environment have ill-prepared us.

We must become bigger than we

have been: more courageous, greater in spirit, larger in outlook.

We must become members of a new race, overcoming petty prejudice,

owing our ultimate allegiance not to nations but to our fellow men within the

human community