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