Lyrics:
(by Bob Marley)
In high seas or-a low seas,
I'm gonna be your friend;
I'm gonna be your friend.
In-a high tide or-a low tide,
I'll be by your side;
I feel a presence hovering over me
The voice in my head say smoke some weed
Grab the Bob Marley papers to hold the leaf (aye, aye)
How come nothing
is my time
She mix sprite wit her Barcardi
She not my type, good luck Charlie
Who gotta light? I got some Bob Marley
Finish ever single blunt that
This is my time
She mix sprite wit her Barcardi
She not my type, good luck Charlie
Who gotta light? I got some Bob Marley
Finish ever single blunt
in a white space coup and get retarded
Bands like I'm Harvey or Bob Marley
Cute like Carly and she know how to party
I popped off I'm sorry, bitch
through the game, then rep for the borough
And there ain't no name that can make me shudder
Woke by a clock, and I wouldn't be alarmed
Nah
Sheero, how
about naira marley
So i sing them jamming by bob maley
Mama never wanted
Me been bolly
Son have turn a man
I am about been schooling
Always wanted me
and you know, lookin hard in the video. But, you know. Reality is..it's like I've always told to my husband, it's like, look, you know, we look at Bob
a million
A&Rs and exec's were telling me I'm not appealing
Try to turn me into Nas, I'm not him but I forgive you
This is a Boy Marley
Bob Dillon
Ayo I write rhymes listening to the legend Bob Marley
On the TV I'm watching The Legend of Nigga Charlie and Boss Nigga
Old Black flicks with soul
a plan
Other than laying by the sand with a tan till it's cold out
Bring me the Beatles and Bob Marley
Need a vibe on the side like it's all calling
Sway
to love mankind before we love our wealth
Learn to love one another as we love ourselves
I'm sick of being silenced by the powers that be
All I see is war
not a put down
I put my foot down
And then I make some love, I put my root down
Like Sweetie Pie by the Stone Alliance
Everybody knows I'm known for
Banga phone calling
Tek weh yuh gal
Have big man balling
Yeah we a chop from morning
We a chop from morning
We none pop molly
Big up Bob Marley
Make sure
niggas Judas, I'm the son of Moses
Illuminated, resurrected as Selassie
Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die
Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we
niggas Judas, I'm the son of Moses
Illuminated, resurrected as Selassie
Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die
Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we
chop chop
Let me get a little intro I'm sorry
While I smoke a lot indo like Bob Marley
My dreams might end up
Life solving
Till then I gotta deal with
social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your
good for you like a vegatable
Shows by the several
Schedule full of festivals
And if I ever do time
Than you know it's federal
Uh, incredible, yeah
He got up from his own bed
And he thanked Marley and the spirits,
Then he suddenly laughed and said:
“I don't know what day it is!”
So he opened
Cee)
Now, just to let you know
I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my DJ Mister Cee in the place to be
Also the engineer all-star Marley Marl
very impressed by
The viscosity of the environment
In his new album, "New York, and why
I think it is bitchin" bob Garder
Disguised as an elderly surf
jusqu'à c'que ressortent les os
J'fais d'la musique qui plane comme Bob Marley ou Bob Dylan
(Ouais) avec une p'tite guitare de Tzigane
Imagine la team,
Philidelphia and California and Florida bought my new album
I'm Biz Markie, I'm down with my cousin Cool V, TJ Swan, Marley Marl...
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