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King Tubby Meets Jacob Miller in a Tenement Yard (King Tubby) · Dubbing at King Tubby's (Dennis Brown) · Dubbing at King Tubby's (Dennis Brown) · King Tubby Meets the Reggae Masters (Bob Marley & the Wailers) · At King Tubby's Studio (The Aggrovators) · At King Tubby's Studio (Barry Brown) · Dub-I-Dub (SMiLE.dk) · Dub Head: 90s Dub Sampler (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dubstars, Vol. 1: From Dub to Disco and from Disco to Dub (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dub-I-Dub (Me & My) – and 90 other albums »


Queen City USA I do my thing fellow,
Without the bling, Hello
Ayoo I'm drinving slowowww
Ch-ch Checkin out the flowowww
King tubby Dub style on my
your worries behind 
with the family forward hand by hand 

Yo, watch me 
Hanging with the crew 
Gladly Disco-Latin-Rub-a-dub 
Madly but sadly 
I
the earth is condemned

VERSE(1):
Death for the dark adulteress
Destroyed at last forever
By His judgments, just and true
He has avenged the blood
If there was ever a man
Who was generous, gracious and good
That was my dad
The man
A human being so true
He could live like a king
'Cause he
Faithful and True
With His eyes of fire and blood dipped clothing
He had a name nobody else knew

And by His side ride the armies of heaven
Dressed in
Ungodly act of disaffection
Stranded and confined

I'm the havoc, the vulture of transmission
Coroner and king
The art of true extinction

Dominion
forever remain faithful
All my people stay true

Of course, I want dubs and a candy painted 'lac
Watch the videos and get the girls in the back
But if
If there was ever a man
Who was generous, gracious and good
That was my dad
The man
A human being so true
He could live like a king
'Cause he
Game maker 
I knock a white bitch and break her

[King T]
But Ice, Chronic got me bruising my brain 
But soothing my pain, I'm true to the game
I
I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why shouldn't it be true?
I get a kick out of brew

There's only
Oh, I could be this or I could be that
I could pull an elephant out of a hat
I could slay a dragon or I could be a king
I could be anything

I
Blues is king 
A beautiful thing 
You just don't know whenever you're done by the one you love 
And the joke's on you 
If you don't know it's
of commission, love, willin and wishin
'Cause I'm feelin the need to cut off da air dat you breathe
By any means it's Ja and E no in beetweens

[E-Dub]
Now we
'cause I'm feelin the need to cut off da air dat you breathe
By any means it's Ja and E no in beetweens

[E-Dub]
Now we move agile, 
You and yo niggaz
Forever we're fighting the world side by side

On a crusade the world we bring
Four Kings of Metal, four Metal Kings
Death to the false ones, dance
fall like a lot have done
By accident or knife or gun
When they lay you high on the mountain still
You can call yourself king of the hill

If you gonna
have been set free
Amazing grace is the song I sing
Hello, my name is child of the one true king

I am no longer defined
By all the wreckage behind
the earth is condemned

VERSE(1):
Death for the dark adulteress
Destroyed at last forever
By His judgments, just and true
He has avenged the blood
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping,
Be Thou my vision, oh Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best thought, by day or by night
Waking or sleeping,
Words & Music by Erwin King
Recorded by Hank Snow

Why do you punish me for loving you,
You're counting my mistakes, how about yours?
Why do you
my King

And You are always faithful and true
And You have given me life and placed by Your side forever

All my days I will live
To seek Your
dat
Backed up by the 95 South and it goes like this, c'mon

Ding ding dong a-ding ding da-dong dong
Huh, true dat, true dat true dat
Ding ding dong
Dre, he a Compton-Compton O.G
Nas, he a QB-QB true G
Do the history

Way before The Firm, like back in the day
Nas was the first New York nigga
Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping