Lyrics:
had a lab at the crib this ain't no creepy crawlers
The inside of my bag looks like a freaking Forrest
Colorful and white then a motherfucker like ziggy
Kami ji ka
High me now on sativa
Hell my soul
Jail me too
Set me girl on fire eh er!
Heat my cold
Shine like gold
Let me lowo yarinya er!
This is love
or promoted)
This place that we come from is called home (a source, a headquarters, a home base)
(Understand that)
And even though we may love (although
Been down so long
Only way is up
I'm in love wit this ziggy
Bitch we cakin up
Make them suckas
Reap what the sow
Till they days are up
Make them suckas
every game, not for the sale, this is not a same thing (yeah)
I punch the face, get outta my way way (yeah)
You think I'm playin'?
What you talkin'
The snow bunnies scream Da Rula like that nigga gnarly
All this smoke damn bomboclaat living like the Marley's
Fuck if guilty by association ain't that what
the train and I'm gone take the chopper
I'm tired of niggas fronting like they top gun shockers (this is)
[Chorus- Stephen Marley]
[Stephen Marley]
Man
feeling so gifted
Bob Marley said it best I don't need your riches
My wealth is life forever you can't kill this
Every verse that I write a different
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy, say
I got to keep on walking
Marley Ranks
Who Dat Mama? Marley Ranks
I wrote this song for all my dogs
In the penitentiary
Seem like somebody in my family
Locked up every other
I saw this pretty one she just walked by
I Had to take my shot like it was a drive bye
I'm invested in my time
Tryna get out of my mind
And I can't
this way and I'm wearing air forces
I'm ready to fight
Me and Ziggy it's gon' be alright
Just blast spit bars for the nights
In New York and I ball like
[ VERSE 1 ]
M.C. Shan's what I'm called, I stand tall and brave
And me and Marley Marl is as close as a shave
My rhymes lock jaw like a pitbull bite
niggas say that a lot
I'm burning kush and propane
And Imma do that a lot
If this is real nigga's business
You niggas unemployed
Same feathers fly
the Marley now
Drink Bacardi now, yeah
Where all my real women at
Throw yo' hands up
Yeah, this is the anthem
Fuck all you fake bitch full of yourselves
Man I
a bar, this is hey, hey
Back up in the trunk with tha AK
Each line pack a Fabolous punch, no diss to Ray J
Nah, see I don't dab and I don't nae nae
Got
know what is the game (game)
Buss your brain (brain), blood fi stain (stain)
Sometimes I really thought your love was so true (true)
Cried on my
know how it is to have just enough money for you to live
Surrounded by people that want you to give
Won't even reach out to talk about business
I don't
said they're sinnin' and
That is just the beginnin'
Now spread democracy by dropping a bomb
On a terrorist with no shoes or socks
I reckon, history
doing it to me
And he be like damn bae where you get this shit from
When in reality he should be thinking who you got this shit from
Cause the truth is in
One Love lyric by Bob Marley
How my Wife is a down to earth checkpoint for me
The look in her eyes when she first seen our
Grandchild Marley and also
don't do favours
I like my nigga Ziggy together you know we pop sum
Moving past this cops like zombies our tongue to march our shirt was on blues
We moved
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
Thought I was joking with that shooting, sucking, toking aside?
You see, as much as I love Farley, this is hardly a game
Because even up on stage with
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