Thief a man, you're just a part of Babylon's plan
Thief a man, you even steal a Rastaman
Hear me
I ain't no junkie and I don't use hash, no
So he who steals my purse, surely steals trash
Me say, thief a man, you're just a part of Babylon's plan
Bredda, thief a man, you even steal a needy man
You're just robbing the revenue
And that's a wrong thing to do
But I know that there some cell is empty
Waiting for you in penitentiary
Thief a man, you're just a part of Babylon's plan
Bredda, thief a man, you even steal a Rastaman
Don't keep it up, don't keep it up
Give it up, give it up
You're only just robbing the poor
And then go give it to a store
But I know that there some cell is empty
Waiting for you in penitentiary
Thief a man, you're just a part of Babylon's plan
Bredda, thief a man, you even steal a Rastaman
Down in Babylon
You got to give it up
I said don't keep it up
Yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa
Alright, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
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