Don't keep it up, don't keep it up Thief a man, you're just a part of Babylon's plan Thief a man, you even steal a Rastaman. Hear me, I ain't no junkie and I don't use hash, no So he who steals my purse, surely steals trash Me say, thief a man, you're just a part of Babylon's plan Bredda, thief a man, you even steal a needy man You're just robbing the revenue And that's the wrong thing to do But I know that there some cell is empty Waiting for you in penitentiary Thief a man, you're just a part of Babylon's plan Bredda, thief a man, you even steal a Rastaman Don't keep it up, don't keep it up, give it up, give it up You're only just robbing the poor And then go give it to a store But I know that there some cell is empty Waiting for you in penitentiary Thief a man, you're just a part of Babylon's plan Bredda, thief a man, you even steal a Rastaman, down in Babylon You've got to give it up, I said, don't keep it up, Yeah, yeah, woh, woh, alright, yeah, yeah, oh yeah.