What Babylon try to offer, Rasta refuse it!
What Babylon try to offer, Rasta refuse it!
Yea wave up your money, boast up your riches,
Who will save the man, the man who soul is wicked?
Oh hearts fool of greed, your word so deceiving,
Satan offer wickedness and foolish they receive it.
All their weeping souls, their ears never hear it.
All them take away for materialism, bun up the heathen.
Babylon word.. is destroying many men,
Them take the herb and hand us the gun.
What Babylon try to offer, Rasta refuse it!
What Babylon try to offer, Rasta refuse it!
True intentions of Satan shall not slip past Jah sight,
Babylon your false words shall be recognized.
For the money they quarrel so viciously,
Women selling yourself so seductively,
They have thrown away all that's good and right.
And Babylon word.. is destroying many men,
Them take the herb and hand us the gun.
What Babylon try to offer, Rasta refuse it!
What Babylon try to offer, Rasta refuse it!
What Babylon try to offer, Rasta refuse it!
What Babylon try to offer, Rasta refuse it!
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Ride on, ride on!
Children of Jah, ride on!
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