Roots Natty roots

Dread Binghi dread

I and I are the roots

Some are leaf

Some are branches

I and I are the roots

Some are the dry wood

For the fire

Whoa Look at that

They need a dry wood

To cook their raw food

Whoa look at that

Got to survive

In this man maniac downpression

Got to survive

In iration

They say roots Natty roots

Dread Binghi dread

I and I are the roots

Some are wolf

In sheep's clothing

When you look at that

Many are called

A few are chosen

When you look at that

Nothing they can do

To separate I and I

From the love of our fathers

You see blood is thicker than water

When you look at that

Got to survive

In the ghetto

Got to survive

People don't iration

We are Roots Natty roots

Dread Binghi dread

I and I are the roots

Roots Natty roots

Dread Binghi dread

I and I are the roots