Lyrics:
to ruin lunch but I’m so loud
Ima keep on tryna push until it’s sold out
You gon talk your shit till I show out
Baby talk your shit Cus I’m home now
Hold
färd stod utan hamn
Vår lust blev all vår jakt
Er aska nu ur min hand
Var boning mald till sand
Jag driver från land till land
Förvittrar varje band
Ur
of land in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' with the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with the farm till I die."
They fed him short ribs and coffee
further, hoping
To lay our swords and hearts down
Ride Till the end
Through uncharted lands
Rise and defend
Ride till the end
Our footprints inscribing
we wan do
Get the house the plane the lands too
And we blessings nuh fi stop
My soul stay strong even though it get rough fi we
We can do everything
the music of the land
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground
Plant your rows straight
a pretzel girl
That they both brought into their world
And watch them all twist pretzels by hand, by hand
And if only we all lived in Pretzel Land
Six days
all my money
I'll be working all damn day
All night long, till the break of dawn
Losing myself trynna fix this thing
Harvesting all of God's Land
Oh, I
TRG, we making that cream.
People get fooled, it ain't easy as it seems.
You can rock on till the break of dawn,
But one by one, your ass is gone.
TRG we making that cream
People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems
You can rock on till the break of dawn
But one by one your ass is gone
I got
wrong
We know what to do
And we can go all in
We wana safe land to live in
That's why we gonna win.
The True Hero is alive
The True Hero by your side
tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he's fully grown
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he's
the Shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller
Than the god we once believed in
Till the butcher and his crown
Raped the land we used
Made the land a battleground
They took the land by fraud, defeat
By poison, murder and deceit!
Murder, plunder faugh a balla, clear the way
Cheating,
when I land
That’s an 8, figure check
till me sef go get the bag
Omo Sunmer
Summer
Omo summer Don come
(omo, omo, omo)
Omo summer
Summer
Omo
but that’s classified and I’m horrified with these lies
Ima amplify the truth till my natural high is naturalized to everyone of you
from the land
As sad misfortune came over me
Which caused me to stray from the land
Far away from me friends and relations
Betrayed by the black velvet band
Her eyes
I'm coming lord (coming lord)
All by myself (by myself)
Don't call the roll (call the roll)
'Till I get there (i get there)
I'm coming lord
Dream of the day that I buy the wraith
People been sleeping and that's a fact
Hustling harder boy by the day
Spend what I get then I get it back
Ah
Bring out the marching band
Tumi, Zubz, Chinese Man
Shh
Ah
Once upon a time in this great land
European settlers would set off on a cave
emotions
Hit me by surprise right between the eyes
Resurrecting and I realize
You're taking me back
To the land of the living
You're taking me back
You're
to Egypt to be
The pyramids
(Chorus) over :-
Refrain 1 :
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he's fully grown
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
the motherfucking man
Daygo Land won't catch me by the crib
Spend my days getting doe spent my nights blowing piff
Imma ghetto man tryna get it how I live
Don't know
the Shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller
Than the god we once believed in
Till the butcher and his crown
Raped the land we used
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