Lyrics:
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
(Strummer/Jones)
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe
the street
Don't come at me with no b.s., homie, give me five feet
I can't get no sleep, peace and quiet or rest
I got ulcers, migraines and pains in my
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
With
about fundin' and and more about fun
Tropical sun, that's life in the '60s comin' from the Caribbean
You know Ian, Delroy, Vivian, Winston
Who got
plate
They try to get away but they can't just get away
They throwing Hail Marrys but we been ended the game
Step up in the pocket got me feel like Zach
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
Red - Get out of bed,
Fix up your hair,
I got paid and I'm bored,
Lets paint this town red.
Loco
Baby my truck is rolling,
My wheels are
god
I kill you with the camera on
It's dawn of the dead and you
Mothafucker be dead by dawn
Guess I'm a little nuts
Like giving nukes to Donald Trump
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
With
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
right? (Right)
Probably not but that's alright
Take it a step at a time
You'll either collapse or eventually get there
Woo
(It's that Willy Wilson shit)
Foggy in my mind
Thinking all the time
That might be my demise
I close my eyes
Pain seems to stay
It won't go away
Talking to Wilson
Cast Away
Pain
kill shit and get to this back though
Feel the breeze new wave when I washed in
Cast away she got a Wilson, call It Glock Ten
Californicate I'd rather
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Wilson's daughter, Jean
They lived out by the trailer park
Behind the Dairy Queen
People said she ran away
But she was just thirteen
And something rotten
and ride around
I wanna be all on my own
I just wanna be left alone
No nobody call my phone
I got plays I'm in my zone
I just wanna turn up by myself
I just
Sometimes you just got to pray and be patient
I waited with patience and waited some more
Sometimes I get a little jealous
I just got to tell you
I'm stingy
I
I feel like Russel Wilson
Best to not be known as best
Every time I'm in the pocket
I feel like I'm under stress
I'm a danger to your team all by
incognito
Oh neat-o
That kid is so cool
Always wearing red and black like he was Deadpool
Can't wait to get my own movie just like I am Wade Wilson
My
Wilson, too
Looking far, far away down Gower Avenue
Play, "Tragedy" play, "Twilight Time"
Take me back to Tulsa to the scene of the crime
Play another
Never can relax I keep smoking
Got kids goddamn must keep focus
I get so noid but can't show it
Wake up in the morn
Aye Mr Wilson
Hope you got my bag
I
Time: 2:58 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
Mr.Wilson I'm Dennis (you heard)
Yeah my shooter got a scope
Put the whole club on the floor
How he get that through the door
Nigga I don't really know
Now
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