They bin trying to curb

The free use of the 'erb

They don't give 'em no bail,

They just sling 'em in jail.

In the Belly of the Beast of Babylon

And dem people they's a-crying

And all a-wondering why-ing

No drug, no harm, no pain,

And then there be no gain,

In the Belly of the Beast of Babylon

Law won't let 'em people's high.

Them there makes them famlies cry,

And the years are gonna pass,

For 'erb smokers there on mass,

In the Belly of the Beast of Babylon

Them there law-abiding judges,

That bear all freedom people grudges,

They gonna rest so calm at night?

When they know them people's fright?

In the Belly of the Beast of Babylon

For to man freedom did God grant,

To reach Him how they want,

And inside just like out,

The 'erb is all about

In the Belly of the Beast of Babylon

And them people's gonna know,

And the spliffs are gonna glow,

And dem prisnors they get high,

And dem Beast are gonna cry,

In the Belly of the Beast of Babylon