DJ Vadim You ready fi fight? Well alright Worries, ah, Babylon you catch up in Worries, ah, Babylon deep in Worries, ah, hear me sound The whole a dem a go drown, anyway Kya Pinta, Kya Pinta, beg you build a box Cause the fool dem violate but no me cash dem Inna the trap so from the last, down to the last A fi lie down inna that, dem of the people Inna condition of the system A fi stop, I say Kya Pinta Bill Mr. Babylon a box I can't take it no more, me nah go cool and relax Pon poor people dem rise inna task So I a fire burn everything to the max You dem can't put school because dem a fi pay the school fees And father can't get a work cause dem retire him from the factories No the youth dem inna pon the road with the gun dem load inna rap grease And you know say one of dem could a go school and become a athlete But Babylon don't want to get a youth dem rise up and make it That's why dem give dem the drugs and the guns and dem tell dem fi blaze it And then dem divide the people where black and dem white cause dem racist You no see how dem lock up the innocent man and a free up the rapist Me no like this Kya Pinta, Kya Pinta, beg you build a box Cause the fool dem violate but no me cash dem Inna the trap so from the last, down to the last A fi lie down inna that, dem of the people Inna condition of the system A fi stop, I say Kya Pinta Bill Mr. Babylon a box I can't take it no more, me no go cool and deal And pon poor people dem rise inna task So right now, Babylon your system collapse So I and I a boom up your computer dem weh you use inna Wall Street Kya you never help the poor people dem weh have to sleep on the concrete You never hear Marcus Malcolm Mandela Martin tell you stop do it Poor people a suffer all around the world and tell me bout life's sweet You mad? Things change fi the better, nothing no go stop Babylon don't want the ghetto youths cry A fi say, why you stop me? I don't know Why you put the gun inna me and non say God? Dem ting deh a born inna life don't feel say a movie So the youth dem strap inna war with machine and a move unruly AK-47, Mk-10, 9x19 and Uzi And if you step on the youth dem boot then a free fi use it I tell you, Babylon a you and your friend dem a you cause a problem Make people dead fi the headline news, you no see a false flag dem When election time dem a rise up cry and make people vote dem Know the rebel dem ready and willing fi the king dem Prepare fi how dem a shout dem Kya Pinta, Kya Pinta, beg you build a box Cause the food dem fire late but no fi cash dem Inna the trap sauce a fi the last, down to the bars A fi lie down inna that dem of the people inna bondage No the system a fi stop I say, Kya Pinta, Bill, Mr. Babylon a box I can't take it no more, me nah go cool and relax Pon poor people dem rise inna task So I a fire burn everything to the max You dem can't go school because dem a fi pay the school fees And father can't get no work cause dem retire him from the factories No the youth dem inna poli road with the gun dem load inna robberies And you know say, one of dem could a go school and become a athlete But Babylon don't want to get a youth dem rise up and make it That's why dem give dem the drugs and the guns and dem tell dem fi blaze it And then dem divide the people where black and dem white cause dem racist You no see how dem lock up the innocent man and a free up the rapist Me no like this Kya Pinta, Kya Pinta, beg you build a box Cause the food dem fire late but no fi cash dem Inna the trap sauce a fi the last, down to the bars A fi lie down inna that dem of the people inna bondage No the system a fi stop I say, Kya Pinta, Bill, Mr. Babylon a box I can't take it no more, me no go school and relax Pon poor people dem rise inna task Even fight the Rasim not the dreadlocks Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah www.LRCgenerator.com