Babylon Pressure
We got the Rastafari Fire
I feel it up in my Soul when I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure
We've got to Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire
I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure
I said, your business suit is an illusion
Who do we think we are foolin'
In a world where your worth is on a piece of paper
The whole thing's built on a weak foundation
So we stumble and fall, each of us all
Said, the world will grow dark unless we
Carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire
I feel it up in my Soul when I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure, we've got to
Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire
I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure
We've got to carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire
I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up in my Soul against the
The Babylon Pressure
We've got to Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire
I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure, ooh yeah ooh yeah, Rasta...
We've got to Rise into the Flames... Rasta...
Said, the world will grow dark unless we
Carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire
I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up in my Soul
Against the Babylon Pressure
We've got to Rise into the Flames of a Rastafari Fire
I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure
I feel it up in my Soul when I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure
We've got to Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire
I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure
I said, your business suit is an illusion
Who do we think we are foolin'
In a world where your worth is on a piece of paper
The whole thing's built on a weak foundation
So we stumble and fall, each of us all
Said, the world will grow dark unless we
Carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire
I feel it up in my Soul when I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure, we've got to
Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire
I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure
We've got to carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire
I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up in my Soul against the
The Babylon Pressure
We've got to Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire
I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure, ooh yeah ooh yeah, Rasta...
We've got to Rise into the Flames... Rasta...
Said, the world will grow dark unless we
Carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire
I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up in my Soul
Against the Babylon Pressure
We've got to Rise into the Flames of a Rastafari Fire
I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the
The Babylon Pressure
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Writer(s): Jeremy Joseph Anderson
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