I've always been interested in that slang that Rastas use. They talk about battles that you can't find on maps. Be careful when passing by me Because I am a walking blade Another says he lives On the Front Line Someone can be heard staying At the barricade at three. I would like to know the forces of victory. If you hear this Prepare your mind to meet us On the Front Line, jump a fence, Turn a corner On any cobblestone is' The front line. It is the rock of the Front Line that shows that you are present. And now I'm turning into a walking chucilla. It's hard to live On the Front Line I love you and we meet At the barricade at three With the forces of victory At dawn. It is the rock of the Front Line that shows that you are present