Lyrics:
Show Some Respect For Our Brothers And Our Sisters(bvs)Sister & Brothers
And Realise That No Man Is An Island
You Can't Do It By Yourself. (Bvs)
I've got an island in the Pacific
And everything about it is terrific
I've got the sun to tan me palms to fan me
And - an occasional man!
I've got
We eat chocolate by the pound.
Here on Fibber Island
No one sings alone,
We just ride giraffes
And wear bicycles for hats
To get to Fibber
Word to my trigga man (yuh) (trigga man, trigga man)
We turn a nigga to fish filet once he down he ain't gettin no better
I'm goin for chedda I'm gettin
Time is growing old
I see old man time with a cane in his hand
I say, can I help
Can we discover ways to build more health
Ways to build more love
I know
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land
you
Iz where me won be
Holdin' you in my arms over
Christmas pon de island
Come on by, us stan home, aye
(Da da doop, da doon da doo doddy)
We no need
island
Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense
I know crazy
Give up all this pussy cat that's in my lap
No looking back
Spaceships don't come equipped
With
of robots from the highlands
This is The Battle of Pancake Island
The robots are shooting maple syrup
It's a sticky situation
But have faith, it's no time
my shit, leave that note
Words that you write have no hold
I heard that up is the way to go
GO!
Go
Fuck that I ain't ever going back to the island
the parentally misguided
(And I know...)
State is not an ocean, not an island, not a road
If I don't know where I come from
How do I know where to go?
It's not
eat you up like a soufflé
Niggas know that i hooray
This is real life this
Ain't no mothafuckin 2k
Nigga I be eatin' you shoulda
Looked at my youtube
her family
I see man at the waterside
Casting nets at the surging tide
Oh, island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will
Mans its already Christmas (Christmas, Christmas, Christmas)
This year really flew by (flew, flew, by)
Traveled back to the islands (P.I)
Saw living
got no job and no boss man
De work was done before it began
De easy life the only plan
Living on Island Time
I'm living on Island Time
Smoke me
Swim into the sunshine
With my friends
Man is no island
Man is no island no
No island no, so
Swim to that island
With my friends into the sunshie
Together we work through the shame
Alone we're devoured by pain
Together we work through the shame
Alone we're devoured by pain
If no mans an island then
a snake with legs. and the man and the woman were
He island too. and they were not very smart. but they were happy as clams. yes. let's see. uh...then one
need a Mill by 30
And Im only gonna get it if I shred this
Please do not play wit me
This is everyday wit me
You cannot advise me unless you hit The jay
gear is the world premiere, ox yeah, now I'm dickin down Heather Locklear
Rubber glock in the glove box, Benz drop yeah
Hit the mall in Long Island, they
My relaxation is meditation
Right by the ocean
The best sensation
Don't need no weed
To feel all this passion
Dopamine is within
Your body's the key
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
to the hearts of the winter, man
This for the island boys
Let them know we outside, man
We outside, this winter
Cold souls, yeah
Yeah we looking for a warm
They asked me where I get my soul from
Let's go, yeah
Jackson 5 shit
This is it
Yo, uh-huh, right, yeah
Ayo, niggas wanna clap me, monkey see,
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