Please Officer
Oh Jah!
Hear thy children pray, each and every day.
Victimization, that's what I and I get in Babylon.
Brutalization, that's what I and I get ina Babylon.
Natty roots can't even smoke his I-shence in peace,
He has to be terrorized by the police.
"Stop, don't move, put up your hands!"
In the wink of an eye, their rifles were right in my nose.
One a dem seh "Buss him head", the whole a dem agree:
Because I man a natty, dread!
Please officer, don't be like a warrior.
Not because you carry more guns, than a aircraft carry.
After I man a trod the earth, with peace and love,
Them stop I innocently, screw, "Now I come use brutality".
Whole heap a ignorancy!
Please officer, don't be like a warrior.
Not because you carry more guns, than a aircraft carry.
(.)
After I man a trod the earth, with peace and love,
Them stop I innocently, screw, "Now I come use brutality".
Whole heap a ignorancy!
Please officer, don't be like a warrior.
Not because you carry more guns, than a aircraft carry.
Victimization, that's what I and I get in Babylon.
Brutalization, that's what I and I get from Babylon.
Sufferation, as long as one is a Rastaman,
Especially, if one grows his dreadlocks long, yea!
Sufferation, that's what I and I get in Babylon.
Want to leave, want to leave, want to leave out of Babylon.
Don't wanna stay, no more!
There is no justification, for a one in Babylon.
Hear thy children pray, each and every day.
Victimization, that's what I and I get in Babylon.
Brutalization, that's what I and I get ina Babylon.
Natty roots can't even smoke his I-shence in peace,
He has to be terrorized by the police.
"Stop, don't move, put up your hands!"
In the wink of an eye, their rifles were right in my nose.
One a dem seh "Buss him head", the whole a dem agree:
Because I man a natty, dread!
Please officer, don't be like a warrior.
Not because you carry more guns, than a aircraft carry.
After I man a trod the earth, with peace and love,
Them stop I innocently, screw, "Now I come use brutality".
Whole heap a ignorancy!
Please officer, don't be like a warrior.
Not because you carry more guns, than a aircraft carry.
(.)
After I man a trod the earth, with peace and love,
Them stop I innocently, screw, "Now I come use brutality".
Whole heap a ignorancy!
Please officer, don't be like a warrior.
Not because you carry more guns, than a aircraft carry.
Victimization, that's what I and I get in Babylon.
Brutalization, that's what I and I get from Babylon.
Sufferation, as long as one is a Rastaman,
Especially, if one grows his dreadlocks long, yea!
Sufferation, that's what I and I get in Babylon.
Want to leave, want to leave, want to leave out of Babylon.
Don't wanna stay, no more!
There is no justification, for a one in Babylon.
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