Hmm, hmm, oh yeah, yeah
Do you hear me
As I preach my sermony
Seh, mi nah like the kinda Babylon.
Seh, mi nah dig them kinda wicked men.
'Cause I am a righteous Rastaman,
And I am a dread, dread, one I man.
I and I go beat down Babylon.
I and I go whip dem wicked men.
Oh, what a wicked situation,
I and I starving.
This must cause a revolution,
And a dangerous pollution.
I and I go beat down Babylon.
I and I go whip dem wicked men.
I and I go beat down Babylon.
I and I go whip dem wicked men.
Whoah yeah, yeah, yeah.
Whip them, whip them - Lord!
Whip them, whip them - Lord!
Whip them, whip them - Lord.
Oh, what a wicked situation,
I and I starving.
This must cause a revolution,
And a dangerous pollution.
I and I go beat down Babylon.
I and I go whip dem wicked men.
I and I go beat down Babylon.
I and I go whip dem wicked men.
Lord! Whip them, whip them - Lord!
Whip them, whip them - Lord!
Whip, whip, whip them - Lord!
Whip them, whip them..
