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