[ Featuring Keznamdi, Nicole Bus ]
No natty dreadlocks, you know
Jus'
Clean heart, you know
Pure love
It's never enough, it's never enough
In the wars of Babylon
It's never enough, it's never enough
In these halls of Babylon
'Cause everyone got wants and needs
In Babylon, you can't find peace
Just silver an gold weh dem seekin'
Behind it will all lose its meaning (yo)
I'm like rastas and Nas, I know "One Love," I know God
I know that karma, I jog my memories flew abroad
Out in Jamaica tryna dance away my sorrow and sobs
My ass on somebody's son
I'm in the sun gettin' dark
I like the brown on my skin, look like Malik Roberts' art
I can throw stars at the ceiling but can't make space in your heart
I know the part I played, I live with it all
I regret, I disconnect, yeah, that's mostly my fault
It's my fault, yeah, uh
Please forgive my flaws
Overcompensatin' with compensation I've lost
Love can't be bought
I can't buy you back
Never being valued again, I'm not content with that, loss
It's never enough, it's never enough
In the wars of Babylon
It's never enough, it's never enough
In these halls of Babylon
'Cause everyone got wants and needs
In Babylon, you can't find peace
Just silver an gold weh dem seekin'
Behind it will all lose its meaning (yeah)
(Rapsody) money's a number
Numbers never end
So happiness and satisfaction through money I'll never win
I lost someone Grammy weekend
My weekend is feelin' validated by weepin' in a hundred thousand beings
Preachers pass collection plates for rims
Unrighteous teachers reachin'
Blunted on reality like Wiz Khalifa
Like a nappy head through all my logic, theories and my thesis
Add pussy to it so it reach you
Ignorance is bliss, the fantasy don't exist
Never fit in their illusion, I was always the glitch
My soul rich, I'm so rich, my purpose ain't for purchase
Love me or love me not
I know what worth is, me
It's never enough, it's never enough
In the wars of Babylon
It's never enough, it's never enough
In these halls of Babylon
'Cause everyone got wants and needs
In Babylon, you can't find peace
Just silver an gold weh dem seekin'
Behind it will all lose its meaning
When yuh hear wi mention Babylon, it's not a place
It's the system that oppress upon a daily basis
It's in your mind and in those quiet spaces
The revolution is in the household with those minor choices
So before yuh blame those government parties
Or the preachers or those poor likkle artists
Look within yuh self and purify where yuh heart is
Go ah river an' go ah wash off yuh crosses
Protect all your thoughts, that's how they control the masses
Run guh tell the uptown posse
Wi come fi nice up di area, tell di New York posse
And if a June sunrise, we a go rise and buss it
Wi come fi nice up di area
We bawl out, whoa
A di Skyline posse
Wi come fi spread righteousness 'round the world, now yuh see
Wi come fi unite di culture with di one Rapsody
An fi uplift di yute dem, ah wi priority
An wi use di microphone fi sing fi humanity
Wi come fi nice up the area
Natty dreadlocks haffi nice up di area
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Yo, what up, Marlanna?
Where y'all at, man?
I just come down (?) and they settin' up roadblocks
I know you with your dirty-ass brother
Smellin' like moonshine and weed, lookin' like (?)
Ayo, probably best to take (?), if y'all ridin' dirty
You know how these cops here within Greene County is, man
