Soul Rebels (Kountry Kingston Dancehall Remix)

(Intro — deep Nyabinghi drums + haunting violin + crowd chant) Yeahhhh… Long live the legends… Bob… Gong… Stephen… Now run the fire forward Kountry Kingston Ayy— (Heavy bass drops in) ⸻ (Hook — massive chant anthem) One fire burn from the old school days Kingston soul still light the flames Bob sang truth and the whole world changed Now the young rebels still scream his name Gong drums hit and the bassline rage Stephen melodies heal the pain Country roots with the Jamrock wave New outlaw kings but the spirit the same ⸻ (Verse 1) Big spliff smoke in the Kingston breeze Old vinyl spinning while the night stay deep Grandmama singing redemption songs While the rude boys march till the early morn And the bassline heavy like a Damian anthem Dark soul rebel with the war drum passion Meanwhile the harmonies float like Stephen Healing broken hearts while the smoke keep drifting I got country scars and Jamaican fire That’s why the songs sound rough inspired Like Bob Marley smoking by a bonfire Watching rude boys dance through the barbed wire And the violin scream through the reggae bass Like outlaw spirits trying escape Whole damn crowd put the hands sky high Cause this music still keep the people alive ⸻ (Hook) One fire burn from the old school days Kingston soul still light the flames Bob sang truth and the whole world changed Now the young rebels still scream his name Gong drums hit and the bassline rage Stephen melodies heal the pain Country roots with the Jamrock wave New outlaw kings but the spirit the same ⸻ (Verse 2) Look They taught us songs could fight oppression Could heal pain and start revolutions That’s why the drums hit deeper than clubs This that real soul rebel blood I seen dark nights in the trenches myself Seen good men lose their spirit for wealth But then a reggae song hit through the smoke And remind you hope still exist for broke folks And the world gone cold but the fire stay burning Young rebels rise while the system stay turning That Marley spirit still living through speakers Every bassline make the weak hearts stronger Now the whole damn crowd scream loud in unity From Kingston streets to the Tennessee trees One love mixed with the outlaw rage That’s Kountry Kingston carrying the flame ⸻ (Bridge — spiritual chant + violin) Ohhhh… Soul rebels never die… Ohhhh… Hear the drums through the night… (Massive drum/fiddle explosion) ⸻ (Final Hook — biggest section) One fire burn from the old school days Kingston soul still light the flames Bob sang truth and the whole world changed Now the young rebels still scream his name Gong drums hit and the bassline rage Stephen melodies heal the pain Country roots with the Jamrock wave New outlaw kings but the spirit the same ⸻ (Outro — spoken over fading drums) Respect to the prophets… We just carrying the fire forward… Yeahhhh…