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Growing out the dreadlocks, you know What else? Clean heart, you know, for your love It's never enough, it's never enough In the walls of Babylon It's never enough, it's never enough In these eyes of Babylon 'Cause everyone got wants and needs In Babylon you can't find peace Just silver and gold that they're seeking In the end it'll all lose its meaning I'm like Rastas and Nas, I know one love, I know God I know that Karma I jog, my memories flew abroad Out in Jamaica trying to dance away my sorrow and sobs My ass on somebody's son, I'm in the sun getting dark I like the brown on my skin, look like Malik Robert art I can throw stars in the ceiling but can't make space in your heart I know the part I played, I live with it all I regret, I disconnect, yeah, that's mostly my fault It's my fault, yeah, uh Please forgive my flaws Overcompensating with compensation I've lost Love can't be bought, I can't buy you back Never being by you again, I'm not content with that, loss Letras de canciones It's never enough, it's never enough In the walls of Babylon It's never enough, it's never enough In these eyes of Babylon 'Cause everyone got wants and needs In Babylon you can't find peace Just silver and gold that they're seeking In the end it'll all lose its meaning Money's a number, numbers never end So happiness and satisfaction through money I'll never win I lost and won Grammy weekend My weak end is feeling validated by weepin' in a hundred thousand Benz Preachers pass collection plates for rims Unrighteous teachers reaching Blunted on reality like Wiz Khalifa Like a nappy head through all my logic, theories, and my thesis Add pussy to it so it reach 'em Ignorance is bliss, the fantasy, it don't exist Never fit in their illusion, I was always the glitch My soul rich, I'm so rich, my purpose ain't for purchase Love me or love me not, I know what worth is, me It's never enough, it's never enough In the walls of Babylon It's never enough, it's never enough In these eyes of Babylon 'Cause everyone got wants and needs In Babylon you can't find peace Just silver and gold that they're seeking In the end it'll all lose its meaning When you hear wi mention Babylon, it's not a place It's the system that oppress you pon a daily basis It's in your mind and in those quiet spaces The revolution is in the household with those minor choices So before you blame those government parties Or the preachers or those poor little artists Look within yourself and purify where your heart is Go a river and guh wash off yu crosses Protect all yu thoughts, that's how they control the masses Run guh tell di uptown posse Wi come fi nice up the area, tell the New York posse And if a truths and rights wi a guh rise and buss it Wi come fi nice up the area Wi bawl out woooooo oooooo A di skyline posse Wi come fi spread righteousness 'round di world now yu si Wi come fi unite di culture with the one Rapsody And fi uplift di yute dem a wi priority And wi use di microphone fi sing fi humanity Wi come fi nice up the area Natty dreadlocks haffi nice up the area From Letras Mania