Lyrics:
united
We are united by our differences
Our different kinds of interests
Our different intelligences
Artificial or natural mystic
Each one
We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real
Dubu dubu dubu daj
Basu dubu basu daj
Dubu daj by zadub'ować cały ten kraj
Dubu dubu dubu daj
Basu dubu basu daj
Dubu daj by zadub'ować cały ten kraj
ruch, który wszystko zawali
Nie robię tak jak robią mali
Jestem na szczycie, nie dlatego że reggae na fali
Jestem tu by styl doskonalić, hałas na sali
Sit Back, Relax and watch the night fly by
RIP to a legend in the sky
That bright light yeah I know it's your disguise
You can see it from
of Reggae, updated by rock influences. Deafeningly
upbeat. Can never become really popular because even though they've made the back-beat
more conventional,
I got rank by the dozen
Who the fuck said I ain't
Crazy man
Come on
Hey, what's up
Hey, come on
Crazy
Who the fuck said I ain't get no money
Man, I
gorący jak Jamajka
Wspieramy nim tych co mają pociąg do majka
W rytmie nyahbinghi roots reggae rasta
By się rozbujała po Polsce ta kasta
Na ulicy na
with holdin I got
You rollin contollin the masses
And once I'm finished patrollin them
Golden lyrics is blastin
By a nigga that insisted on givin it
We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real
inside the van.
Oh yea, This ain't no funky reggae party,
$5 at the door.
It gets so real sometimes,
Who wrote my rhyme?
I've got the microwave,
We took a trip to garden Grove
It smelled like lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real
a clear Saturday
We're selling my all-expense July paid
By the way, what's your name?
Just kidding, I know it's Renee
No, it isn't? Word, word, well
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
the Bombudd me keeping doctor away
They homies see me comin and they know me spend cash
They jock my reggae rhymes so they double up by bag
Sometimes me
kind love I never see am
High me like say na cigar
Spanner to my screw baby na you I choose baby
You get the juice baby
Ou baby girl with you by my
Take this city
Take this city by storm
We're gonna take this city
Take this city
Take this city by storm
Here we go again
Here we go tonight
music for the occasion,
provided by a reggae band that was 100% caucasian.
It felt terribly sick,
celebrating freedom with music by people who were slaves
California (We La Gente) lyrics by Rafael Bustamante Sarria
We are La Gente, you know it make sense, 'Cause we speaking from the struggle of our own
She's a music lover and you know thats for real
Don't try to even doubt it cause by now you do the deal
She's a music lover and there's nothing more
Why? ©Brenda RattrayAugust’22
Song commissioned by Black Lives Matter
Intro: Doom doom x2 doby doby
Plim plim plim plim plim
Verse 1
Why do
back
I packed up the knapsack
I'm not cracked yet
Today is my day
I turned 34
I live by the moon
In the shade for real
Left side
Victory is
With the same FU style I'm wicked and wild and versatile
When the mic is gripped by Chip you better believe it's worth your while
Pause for the cause
Oh God it's Major League
My love lasts long like a picture
I listen to your words like a scripture
I know your heart's taken by the mister
But you
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