| We are all Jah-Jah children and I’m sorry when I’m wrong,
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| Intolerant and stupid and when I am playing strong,
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| I’m learning all my life, and I will learn to get along,
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| One minute I’m in Zion and next Inna Babylon.
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| Ignorance is a bliss, but an ignorant is a fool,
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| Your faith can be weapon, but Your knowledge is a tool,
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| I know I don’t know much but t-this I know for sure,
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| When You’re good and when You love all the bad starts to blur.
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| Imagine the world with no brainwashing lobotomy,
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| With strong economy, no Babylon irony,
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| And You’re beside me, watching me, loving me, breathing me,
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| No co-corruption, no place for bad man Inna Zion…
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| Wicked, wicked IRIE & KOOL!
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| They make You think that you must fight,
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| For the things that God provides,
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| So You believe that You are small,
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| Insignificant and all alone.
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| What fills Your belly, feeds Your soul,
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| What Your brain swallows, Your heart will follow,
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| You cannot learn 'cause You cannot turn,
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| It’s hard to steer on this highway of fear, yes my friend.
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| Your engine is a wreck, there’s no U turn,
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| Inna Babylon…
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| Wicked, wicked IRIE & KOOL! |