Hmm, hmm, oh yeah, yeah
Do you hear me
As I preach my sermony
Seh, mi nah like the kinda Babylon
Seh, mi nah dig them kinda wicked men
'Cause I am a righteous Rastaman
And I am a dread, dread, one I man
I and I go beat down Babylon
I and I go whip dem wicked men
Oh, what a wicked situation
I and I starving
This must cause a revolution
And a dangerous pollution
I and I go beat down Babylon
I and I go whip dem wicked men
I and I go beat down Babylon
I and I go whip dem wicked men
Whoah yeah, yeah, yeah
Whip them, whip them - Lord!
Whip them, whip them - Lord!
Whip them, whip them - Lord
Oh, what a wicked situation
I and I starving
This must cause a revolution
And a dangerous pollution
I and I go beat down Babylon
I and I go whip dem wicked men
I and I go beat down Babylon
I and I go whip dem wicked men
Lord! Whip them, whip them - Lord!
Whip them, whip them - Lord!
Whip, whip, whip them - Lord!
Whip them, whip them..
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