Irie & Kool

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