Roots
CHRONIXX Lyrics

Roots!
Expressing excitement and reverence for the roots culture and traditions.

People dem a bawl roots
People are crying out for roots, yearning for their cultural heritage.

Inna rastaman party Chalice we burn Chalice fi lick Inna rastaman party Malice we burn And a roots we sip Roots and Chalice Sippin' roots and chalice
A party celebrating Rastafarianism, where they smoke Marijuana (chalice) and express their disdain for hostility and malice while embracing their roots culture traditions.

Load up di kutchie nuh Me puff it, den she puff it, den you puff it so Di massive dem a wonder how me love it so I man nuh drink no rum Ha ooh yeah
Preparation of marijuana to smoke with others, showcasing how much they enjoy it, and admitting that they don't drink rum.

See Viva coming wid di roots bokkle deh Mi see Jahmiel, him a forward wid a grabba leaf Mi tek it from him, and tell him, "dont carry none a these!"
Observing others arriving with marijuana and advising them against bringing it.

Look how much people pack up in yah (eeh) Look how much vehicle park up in yah (hey!) So me know Selassie is the winner Uh uh, ooh yeah The world get nuff love from rasta So how Babylon a puff pon rasta And if you come inna di dancehall to trouble I, we I beg you, don't bother cut a fit
Observing the large number of people at the party and the celebration of their cultural heritage. They question how Babylon can oppress Rastafarians but still enjoy their culture. Advising others against causing trouble at the party.

Give a little love A little love Show some love (show some love) Rastaman say, give a little love A little love And show some love (show some love) Yeah, a rastaman party A little love Show some love (show some love) Heights and give a little love A little love And show some love (show some love)
Encouraging people to show love and kindness, especially at a party celebrating Rastafarian values.

Wild, wild, look how me wicked and wild Now welcome poppa Chronixx in original style And di people dem a bawl, say mi well versatile And me step inna di place, and di dance get spoil And mi rough and me tough, plus mi meek and mi mild From mi shirt to mi shoes, well clean, nah no soil And a watch it poppa Chronixx in original style Wild, wild, look how me wicked and wild
Acknowledging the excitement felt by people when the artist (Chronixx) arrives with his unique and versatile style. Describing his demeanor as a mix of roughness and meekness, while also emphasizing the cleanliness of his attire. Observing how his appearance and style excite the people.

From mi likkle, yeah mi tek it from mi was a likkle child Now mi big, look how mi rough, look how mi tough, like crocodile And mi lyrics dem a flow, and dem a run, like river Nile Mi say, sekkle poppa Chronixx, people dem love your style Dem love your style, and mi say, dem love your style Dem love your style, and mi say, dem love your style
Reflecting on how the artist's love for their roots culture and traditions started from childhood and grew stronger as they got older. Emphasizing their confidence and fluid songwriting ability. Praising poppa Chronixx's style and skill while reflecting the people's appreciation for the music.