Just a quarter pound of I'cense

To make I'man irie

A quarter pound of i'cense

To help me blow my mind



There ain't no peace in this part of town

I can't stand this roaming, this roaming around

I have the urge to go out of my mind

There must be some peace, some peace I can't find



A quarter pound of I'cense

I feel like getting high

Just a quarter pound of I'cense

To help me blow my mind



This confusion is driving me crazy

And no one complaining that, I am lazy

I continues like this, on this land

Men will soon start eating, their fellow men



=instrumental break=



A quarter pound of I'cense

To help me blow my mind

Just a quarter pound of I'cense

I feel like getting high



There ain't no peace in this part of town

I can't stand this roaming, this roaming around

I have the urge to go out of my mind

There must be some peace, some peace I can't find