Yes, the system still a run batchy And turn one call look up
The youths them turn to the met and the mally And sometime coughs her up
But we deh here pon the hustle Some call it, call it rush
Some wish to win the latchy Man, well, want a go
See the flowers go, them still trash and broke Every day dem get up and a work
But we no trust Babylon at all, at all We no trust Babylon at all, at all
Dem a line towards a gremi-grade hit card And dem a try charge Rasta fi fraud