The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind
And the smoke is rising
Through the words I and I sing
Music is my ammunition;
I fire down Babylon
One more time
The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind
And the smoke is rising
Through the words I and I sing
Music is my ammunition;
Fire down Babylon
Imprisonment poverty and Babylon's system;
We've been suffering all this time
I and I keep on chanting down
Till our children will face
The front of that line
The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind
And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing
Music is my ammunition lord;
I fire down Babylon
The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind
And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing
Music is my ammunition lord;
I fire down Babylon
Peace and dignity are not very far out of our reach
It just comes down
To what I and I choose to teach
Truth and honesty will free our hearts
And free our minds
So then our children can live together as one
Till the end of time
The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind
And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing
Music is my ammunition
I fire down Babylon
Down Babylon
The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind
And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing
Music is my ammunition lord;
I fire down Babylon
Music is my ammunition;
I fire down Babylon
Music is my ammunition;
I fire down Babylon
Music is my ammunition lord;
I fire down Babylon