Blood and Fire

Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire Blood, blood, blood, and fire (oh, mercy Lord!) There is no more water to out the fire There is no more water to out the fire Let it burn, let it burn Let it burn, burn-burn Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire If I sow, I saw There is no more water to out the fire There is no more water to out the fire Let it burn, let it burn Let it burn, burn, burn Judgement has come and mercy has gone All weak heart shall lick up and spit up Judgement has come and mercy has gone All weak heart shall lick out and spit out Let it burn, let it burn Let it burn, burn, burn (blood, blood, blood, and fire) Rasta hail Blessed is the pipe that is always light In the house of Jah Rastafari Blessed is the weed of the ganja seed That give bredren the ganja breed Blood and fire, make it burn, bredren All weak hearts shall lick up and spit up And all righteous shall stand Hail, Rasta hail and wail Hail, Rasta don't quail Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire Blood, blood, blood, blood, and fire (Let it burn, let it burn) (Let it burn, burn, burn)