My brain is not one thing with my body
yes I’m sure they’re tricking us
the blood pressure is high, you count it on your fingers
yes, I’m sure they’re tricking us
and we’re so ignorant
I see them go crazy an tell it, well you prefer
to smell the money touching the paper
good philosophy will save this global chaos
what you need today is not what they tell us
so I’ll not leave the place where I live, I can’t come out
natty dread teaches with no money in his mouth
wanted by the boss
captured by the boss
you give them money although they stand above you
Money maker, it’s all about you
floating you’ll go down in the hands of evil
Pseudo intellectuals moderate the access to it
here my dad need a job to live in Italy
Babush has got none in his pocket
So don’t cry and no bother me
Let me guide you, that’s what makes me sad about it
Now I’m just spreading love straight on my way
This tribulation makes the man greedy
But the root of evil shall not prosper
Do you know what I mean?
So I see them full of jewels
In this sick business
