Song lyrics downloaded from: https://www.albumsongandlyrics.com ------------------------------------------ Soja - Born In Babylon ------------------------------------------ I came from nothing but not nothing like nothing Nothing like nobody thought I was something Nothing like called every name in the book But for every second guess I never gave a second look, look I tell myself don't let it get to me 'Cause if the best they got is not impressing me then there is no reason they should get the best of me While they were aiming at my words they missed the rest of me, see So how can I stop all these critics from their talking? The more I do the more they say But there's no way I'm stopping so they just keep on talking And who do you think I, think I am? I got the feeling that there's more like me Born in Babylon but you just got to be free Shackles on your feet that you and me can't see but you can feel them and they're heavy, so you need that key And so you're looking at your hands saying, ?Man, if I ditch the system these could be mine? But then you hear a voice come up from behind Don't even think about stepping out of line So how can I stop all these critics from their talking? The more I do the more they say, yeah But there's no way I'm stopping so they just keep on talking And who do you think I, think I am? Who do you think I am? My friends are deep and they are all I got they stand up behind me if you like it or not And I'm telling you that the fire's hot can you see that smoke and did you hear that shot? 'Cause it's a war and in the middle I am So judge now if you've a pen in hand 'Cause I'm too busy to judge another man I'm trying to write the blueprint for all the world to understand And how can I stop all these critics from their talking? The more I do the more they say, more they say But there's no way I'm stopping so they just keep on talking And who do you think I, think I am? Who do you think I am? how can I stop all these critics from their talking? The more I do the more they say They won't stop talk, won't stop talk and I regret me giving you any little voice at all But saving this world just comes with a cost ...maybe they were right from the start ...maybe I should not be myself, cause I'm just giving these critics help... And it makes me twist my stomach in half, that My Pen and his pen are put into the same breath. If I never tried to do this at all, then I think hed be out of a job. ...and maybe I just should've stayed in bed, stay out of the booth and put all these guitars in the closet... ...maybe I should go back to school, but any more education just makes me feel like a fool... So i guess I gotta let critics talk, cause i wont stop