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Yeah, one love from Portland, Jamaica
Alborosie and Dada Son, yeah
(Whoa, yeah) Gramps Morgan, ay

We say one love from di east of Jamaica
We

Only got time fa the drugs cause the pain be heavy up on my mind
Pourin this pint kause i seen my gramps dead on the floor nd i was there when he was

Yeah, one love from Portland, Jamaica
Alborosie and Dada Son, yeah
(Whoa, yeah) Gramps Morgan, ay

We say one love from di east of Jamaica
We

A little tin soldier's marchin by
Sergeant major unzips his fly
Pulls his weapon from his camouflage pants
Slaps away til it starts to dance

A shootin

What’s it mean to them
Here I am again
The Down South Poet
This is he all he wrote with
This all I go with
Will you watch me as I go in
My gramps said that

bar.

Right there to meet me at the door is Johnny Walker Black, and setting' at the table is our drinkin' buddy jack.

We're joined by Captain Morgan

deaf, dumb, blind too
I lost my wallet, son, sorry Gramps
Lost mine too lonely on the step
But still I have a cold heart
So on the spot, is one horny old

You are now tuned in
To all the classics, all the hits
You know what I'm saying
Yeah
I spent too many nights by my lonely
I've spent too many nights

by a car and I gotta sustain,
Gramps busts out, they jumped in fronta my car again,
I don't yet know it but I'm not in luck,
Savin my dad has made

2. "THE MARCH"
Words by Cindy Morgan
Music by Cindy Morgan & Brent Lenthall

Matthew 21:5-11
The triumphal entry into Jerusalem

It was a march

Verse 1 - Tommy Dash
Hello darling, meant to pick up the ringer
I heard the music you making
I guess my baby a singer by now 
I hear your voice

Sky is the Limit and Freedom is my fate
Many caged little birdies hoping to escape
Shackled by the system, shattered by the distance
Tackled by

mine
The love is alright and the grace shall show
Sun down I'll meet you by the sea line
I'll whip it off ya top while ya braid my hair
Braid my hair

The world can be a lonely place
When you're just a name without a face
You can disappear without a trace and be gone

Swim with the dolphins
Just ate

yah
Arthur Morgan, feeling lonely like a cowboy
I wear foreign, on my belt double pistols
I stay myself you know me always loyal
Look on my neck,

playing round baby put it on me 
On the paper chase I did it by my lonely  
I do everything for her and then my homie 

You already know a nigga lit 
I just

(Meghan Morgan)
Best friend had got a man, she ain't even tell me
I wish you would stand by me like I'm Corey Feldman (stand by me)
When I finally found

all by my lonely, boast I'm so GOTY
And really mean it, the balance with the meaning
The spirits try to guide but I hardly need a reason
Going harder

your fucking heart that's pacing
Cosmic drag racing underground stations
Artillery is waiting
So beware of death by Kenny
Phoenix in this invasion yJ

“Ice Cream”
Written by Two Fang & Michael Morgan 


Tryin’ not to fall apart 
The garbage in my mind, fills up the empty parts 
Feelings I can't

by my lonely
Even if I move slowly
I know that one day

It's my season
My season
My name is Black Jesus
Black Jesus
My genius
Can't fuck with my genius

Our first date was by the river on the 4th of July
We snuck Captain Morgan in a Pepsi bottle and found a spot to lie
At dusk we lay in the grass

of me
Sent him to the cemetery
Said he got a bone to pick
With me
Now he got many

It ain't free man
I'm not Morgan
Hoe said she feeling kinda lonely
Man

And it's Sunday morning
Lost a girl in Baltimore her brother up at Morgan
Talking to my Erica I tell her that that I'm mourning
I have been betrayed