(c) Treija - 2008nnBut if you could see their faces in my moment of triumph, in my,nReturn to Zion, but still, triumphant as i am, therenThere's still a place, there's still a peoplenA Beautiful Race, a Unified peoplenBack in Babylon, people cross the road, when my hoodies' onnDiscrimination, and i'm sick of taking shit like the policenKeep stopping me, infringe my civil liberty.nn(one love) one love, no hatenI've found a people, in a beautiful statenwhere i'm not the only black guy, and everybody's freenbut mama, i can't go ... (i can't go down to)nnDistant Zion, Distant Zion, nnWhat if God was a racist, would i go straight down to hellnand all the good people as wellnif that's the case, then what kind of ...nHeaven would it benwould the ignorant be free?nand those in hell live (rot) naturally) (tell me)nnWhat about the people?nIt's not about the greednThey're hungry and they'rs starvingnThese people really neednDo you call this Zion? your perfect Zion?nnMy Mother, i broke her heartnCoz i wasn't born there, So mama i can't go,nNo, mama i can't go, hey!nNo mama, i can't go (one love)nnIt's not, my country, are you testing me, just keep pestering men(one love, no hate) nIs this your Zion? Well if it is, ain't no way i'm going back!nnYeah ! im gonna sell myself out, herenmmm but if i stay here, in this fucked up landnim not gonna be a token, i'm gonna be my own man, my own mannWhen push comes to shove, and when ive had enoughnyou can take me back to my fathers land, haaa-ah oohhhhnndo do do do ddo doo (sing!) n