Yo Planto

I plant, the day begins and I rise
The fruits that the sunlight gives us
Self-cultivation is the proposal and path
To achieve real independence

Because smoking ganja is not really a crime
I'm persecuted without explanation
My door destroyed and my garden destroyed
Taken to jail without reason
There were only seven little plants in my garden
I explained to the officer on guard
He laughed and put handcuffs on me
While saying: Boy, this is not Jamaica
I spent four days, five nights locked up
Without understanding such great injustice
I begged Jah to be my lawyer
While singing to the freedom I had been deprived of

I don't want to buy
I just want to cultivate
To rest from the hustle
To take my distance
From the overwhelming chain
And the hellish sorrows
And just spend my time
Watching my food grow from the earth

All that's left for me to say
Cultivate your mind and the land
Cultivate your mind and the land
Cultivate your mind and the land
Cultivate your mind and the land

I plant because I want a lot of inspiration
I plant because it's my mission
I smoke marijuana to fight depression
I raise my flag and shout: Legalization

I plant, the day begins and I rise
The fruits that the sunlight gives us
Self-cultivation is the proposal and path
To achieve real independence

Good amount of ganja in my system eh eh
Puppa and the sheriff are in a beef yeh eh eh
It takes a better trick to mess up Colonel Shenggen
So I go around the roadblock and walk away from guns
Yo Quique pass the weed cause
I don't want to waste my time
How if I love the Green stash
I'm committing a crime
They're not gonna embarrass Puppa
Put my face on prime time
I'm the stop weed minister
I'm not going to resign

Cultivate that ganja sativa flower yes sir
Cultivate freedom as it is a superior good
Make life in this world grow
Rasta agriculture-perfect plant, mise
Water the little plant in the morning
As King Solomon did to the Earth
Say a prayer because it's always necessary
And make an offering to Mother Earth, mise

Liberation, radical is my song
And may the gardens of Zion flourish
Enrich the human being in its essence
To generate a new state of consciousness

And in this chained world we live in
Let each one decide in the end

Liberation, radical is my song
Let them light incense in Zion
Liberation Alboroise in connection
And who sings to you with the vibe, Quique Neira

I plant, I plant, I plant