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
