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Play it over and over94%
Feel the bass76%
Watermelon61%
Make a girl happy28%
I say left you say right100%
Reader Rating 2 Votes
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C’mon man how can you sound like that? What should I give to the universe to sound like that? Imagine you only born once and you can not sing like that? That’s so cruel. I’m so sad… crying.. Put your earphones if you listen to this song cuz they make you feel the bass so hard oi! Left, right he said, but pan is all in the middle. Joy is shizzle, if you wanna hear more whistle keep the wizzle on the hand and don’t fizzle.

LYRICS

I bring you tents and girth to this homegrown range
Bonafide what you hear, ’tis the sound of pain
But pain leads to gain, so we dare not stagnate
We elevate to that next state, motion divine

Glisten like crystal ball and stand tall
With this knowledge and overstanding
Enterprise landing, bringing dem new brands of buff
Yes, we come proper with potency

Ain’t no blood in my body, it’s liquid soul in my vein
I dance on a thin line of sane and deranged
And it’s all criss once I get neatly in the cipher
Chat like Pickney to the Piper that pied

As this natural mystic blows through the air
These lessons of life become crystal clear
Precision of my vision is ital
Separating sharks from the blessed is vital

Now I can smell a rat coming from a mile round the corner
One time I bored ya, twice you can’t couf
No, we won’t stop rebuke thee
You satanics, you fools can’t recruit me
Not now while there’s [unverified]

Movements fi make, typhoons grew
Strong and cold-sheist them a still coast through
Movements fi make, typhoons grew
Strong and cold-sheist them a still coast through
Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right

I’ll slap the bacon out your mouth, dance upon your sarnie
Rolling with Jah bredren dem, God blessed army
How the hell you gon stop this tide from steady coming
Run and catch in tune with the elements

At speed we proceed, traction for action
Hot 125, government goons get dashed to the side
Too big to slide now, though they try to disguise
I can still recognize devilworks when I see it

Weak heart disciples keep weak heart friends
Always had a hate for what their weak hearts defend
They fiend for that crack, ain’t no one to tax
We might run home and smoke a brown bag of seed

Best believe that these times is treacherous
And I know not how else I’m supposed to act
But stand close to culture roots-fi
See me getting deft with that two-step shuffle

Haggling others who for the cause
Reigning with that roots type terror
Freaking at your weak hearty era
But we build, move and prove that we don’t suffer fools

Movements fi make, typhoons grew
Strong and cold-sheist them a still coast through
Movements fi make, typhoons grew
Strong and cold-sheist them a still coast through
Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right

Movements fi make, typhoons grew
Strong and cold-sheist them a still coast through
Movements fi make, typhoons grew
Strong and cold-sheist them a still coast through
Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right

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