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Del norte hasta el sur 
Un salmo a bob marley 
Del este al oeste 
Saludo a tu bandera 

Get up,stand up 
No woman no cry 
Them belly full but
MC Lyte]
Come along way but we're still not there yet

[Bob Marley]
I'n'I will see you through
Jah knows the mighty cry, the truth it cannot hide
by our wits, we live to be free
We never take prisoners, we take no requests
What we do mostly is what we do best

Chorus

We laugh and we cry and we
even cry
Asked him why?
'She in a better place now' he replied
Can't be walking with my face down
Face frown fed up
Bob Marley told me get up
Pac
わがままな君 わがままな僕
このままずっとこうしていたい
音から人へ言葉て伝え届け
No Woman No cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Feel it real Don't even ask wky
愛する Homie steady Family に
one
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high!
It's 1 A.M. and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by me just move with ya' boy
Got
or overloaded
Or have I lost all sense of worth
This lady beggin' for survival
Doomed by a twist of fate from Earth

I met this woman in San Francisco
She
lives within

Good hair means curls and waves (no)
Bad hair means you look like a slave (no)
At the turn of the century
It's time for us to redefine who
this skin
I am the soul that lives within

Good hair means curls and waves (no)
Bad hair means you look like a slave (no)
At the turn of the century
this skin
I am the soul that lives within

Good hair means curls and waves (no)
Bad hair means you look like a slave (no)
At the turn of the century
this skin
I am the soul that lives within

Good hair means curls and waves (no)
Bad hair means you look like a slave (no)
At the turn of the century
whey live a bruk law 
Who shoot first a no who draw 
Me tell you Haile Selassie I you say you nah 

Bob Marley shot the sheriff and mi go shot
And I know that she cries by the red in her eyes
She's been waiting for signs that never call
All she ever really wanted was

One woman, one man
That's
fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton petit cul
Cherche le chemin

Un rayon de soleil
J'embrasse tes pieds sales
Un disque de Marley
Joue "No woman
even winkin'
Bob Marley got me stinking
Stacking figures I'm standing firm life's a slinky
Pipes is filled with crack cocaine
And the dope go inside
goes, he dropped from his pose
Hit the ground and his blood FLOWED, mom's are cryin

"Woman lose her head and cry" -> B. Marley
Mom's are cryin
"Cause her
like you to meet my friend Bob
(Huh?)

Say hi Bob
(Hi Bob)
Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause Bob sits at home
the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile Selassie
Watch me as the cops be tryin' to and pop and lock me
They cocky, plus they mentality is Nazi
The way they treat
squirrels 
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) 
Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom 
And he don't got a job,
squirrels 
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) 
Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom 
And he don't got a job,
squirrels 
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) 
Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom 
And he don't got a job,
you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) 
Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom 
And he don't got a job, cause Bob sits at home
to have a hundred measures of oil, eighty measures
Of wheat and barley, we live Godly
Listening to Bob Marley, before the devils robbed me
Chasin us
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all