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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slightly Stoopid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yellowman
Songwriter
Miles Doughty
Songwriter
Kyle McDonald
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James M. Wisner
Producer
George Spits
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Livin' in 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
[Verse 2]
Just love
Love to keep them things all to 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
[Verse 3]
Livin' in the ghetto man, things are getting real
Pack up all your bags and then move into the hills
Livin' in Babylon, tell me how you feel
Stoopid and King Yellowman, tell you what the deal
[Verse 4]
We just love
Love to do them thing for someone else
Just love
Not to keep them things for ourselves
Just love
Love 'em like a riddum on a wheel
Give hugs
Love to let them know just how we feel
[Verse 5]
Livin' in Babylon
[Verse 6]
Bless up
Big up
Big up
Rise up
[Verse 7]
Livin' in Babylon
[Verse 8]
The world is a big hospital
Everybody sick and they getting crucial
The world is a big hospital
Everybody sick and it getting critical
[Verse 9]
Tired of the food that they eating
Tired of the juice what they drinking (Ooh no)
Tired of the medicine they taking (Oi)
Tired of the life that they living (Livin')
Tired of the things they saying (Do it)
Tired of the things that they faking (Say it)
Everybody want to live right
Everybody want a good life
[Verse 10]
The world is a big hospital
Everybody sick and they getting crucial
The world is a big hospital
Everybody sick and it getting critical
[Verse 11]
The world
The world
The world
The world
[Verse 12]
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
[Verse 13]
Everybody fear a purpose
But this world getting serious
And if you never ever fix it
There will be no more Christmas
[Verse 14]
The world is a big hospital
Everybody sick and they getting crucial
The world is a big hospital
Everybody sick and it getting critical
[Verse 15]
Big up
Bless up
Big up
Rise up
[Verse 16]
King Yellowman
Slightly Stoopid
We out!
Written by: Kyle McDonald, Miles Doughty, Yellowman