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    Intro: Yellowman
    King Yellowman
    Slightly Stoopid
    Yup Yup

    Verse 1: Kyle McDonald
    Livin′ inna Babylon, tell me how you feel
    Things are getting rougher now, things are getting real
    People in the ghetto rob, loot, and shoot to kill
    Pack up all your bags and then move into the hills
    Just love!
    Love to keep them things for themselves
    Just love!
    Love to put the blame on someone else
    We don't want
    Want the things that everybody needs
    We don′t need
    Need to hear them things they think of me

    Chorus: Kyle McDonald
    Livin' in the ghetto man, things are getting real
    Pack up all your bags and then move into the hills
    Livin' inna Babylon, tell me how you feel
    Stoopid and King Yellowman, tell you what the deal
    We just love!
    Love to do them for someone else
    Just love!
    Not to Keep them things for ourselves
    Just love!
    Love like a riddum on a wheel
    Give hugs!
    Love to let them know just how we feel
    Livin′ inna Babylon
    Bless up
    Big up
    Big up
    Rise up
    Livin′ inna Babylon
    The world is a big hospital
    Everybody sick and they getting crucial
    The world is a big hospital
    Everybody sick and it getting critical
    Tired of the food that they eating
    Tired of the juice that they drinking
    Tired of the medicine they taking
    Tired of the live they living
    Tired of the things they saying
    Tired of the things that they faking
    Everybody want to live right
    Everybody want a good life
    The world is a big hospital
    Everybody sick and they getting crucial
    The world is a big hospital
    Everybody sick and it getting critical
    The world
    I don't like it
    I don′t want it
    I don't need it
    Right!
    I can′t take it
    If you don't change it
    I will break it
    Ribbit!
    Everybody fear a purpose
    But this world getting serious
    And if you never ever fix it
    There will be no more Christmas
    The world is a big hospital
    Everybody sick and it getting critical
    Big up!
    Bless up!
    Big up!
    Rise up!
    King Yellowman
    Slighty Stoopid
    We out!


    Source: Official CD Insert and MusixMatch
    Writers: Slightly Stoopid and Yellowman
    Producers: James Wisner and George Spits
    Performers:Kyle McDonald (Keys, Bass, Guitar, Melodica)
    Simon Stewart of Sagittarius Band (Keys), Ryan Moran (Drums), Oguer Ocon (Percussion), Daniel Delacruz (Saxophone), Andy Geib (Trombone, Trumpet), George Spits (Beats), Miguel (Space Echo 201)


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