Lyrics

[Verse 1] In the land of sands and tales, a Rasta found his way, From Jamaica's green hills to Arabia's sway. High above the dunes, I ride on carpets flyin', Red-eyed from the herb, but still I ain't denyin'. [Chorus] Prince Jamari, mighty is he, With a spliff in his hand, he's feelin' free. From Jamaica's shores to Arabia's skies, This Rasta's journey ain't no surprise. [Verse 2] Through the bustling bazaars, I make my joyful roam, With ganja in my heart and reggae in my bones. From the palm trees swaying to the camels' groovy stride, I feel the rhythm of the desert, no need to hide. [Chorus] Prince Jamari, smokin' his greens, In the Arabian nights, livin' his dreams. With a ganja haze and a joyful cheer, This Rasta's found his home, right here. [Bridge] From the land of Bob Marley to the land of Aladdin, I found my place where the stars are gladdin'. With every puff of smoke, I'm feelin' fine, In this Arabian paradise, where the sun doth shine. [Verse 3] So let the hookah bubble and the ood play on, In this mystical land where I now belong. With a spliff in my hand and a smile on my face, I'll blaze my trail in this enchanted place. [Chorus] Prince Jamari, in Arabia's embrace, With a Rasta vibe and a peaceful grace. From Jamaica's shores to Arabian nights, This journey's filled with joyous sights. [Outro]