Lyrics:
married and have a son named Erick
No big deal, no sweat, hm, I was in for a big surprise
When I saw the judge hammer pass my green eyes
Brain locked, my
the voice of the kid, that's the kidnapper
I do my work and then I catch my ticket to Jamaica
Meet me in the alley, make sure you bring the money
This ain't
instigatin raider and 49er tailgating
Side show anticipatin
So when it hit the streets thats a muscle car skatin
Profile not by the way they racially judge me
Swag in my genes
Al pastor wit my beans
On a shore like Marines
Yah I got it as it seems
Yah i got it as it seems
Ay
Bumpin’ Marley by the bay
Jerk
bring dung (bring dung)
Nuh wah Jamaica tun bearing ground, wid di baga gun weh dem a ship dung
Deh ina the wild, wild west
Dem ride by and den drive by
Well-seasoned like curry from India or Jamaica
Bring yuh gal to de show mi posse may tek her
Then cake her, how we're flipping thoughts skipping
Ready for
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
strolled off
Whistling
Hummin'
Thumbin' a ride
"driver won't you take me to the other side? "
I'm a book
A poem
By leonard cohen
Son of the dice man
And I
Shedding off one more layer of skin,
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light
Shedding off one more layer of skin,
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light
early on
I've surely gone off the ledge a couple times by now
Pandemic hit, rappers sellin' sex right now
I don't gangbang, but trust me, bro, I'm set
tryin', tryin')
Patty Mahomes 'bout to fall short a couple hunnid
Signed, sealed, delivered, I fucked the notary public
She witnessed me sign off on some
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
the public needs to know
Just for the record the reason a nigga cut off the dread
I had to shed, tired of carryin' weight on my head
Secondly, it's all
you need a friend
All you need to do is call
I'll be your lover and your handyman
I'm broad nose black dude
From Jamaica but love you
Bob Marley's
It's eight o'clock here in kingston, jamaica
The kingston police have issued an apb
Out for wanted criminal rostacious johnson
He has last been
got me fucked up
And by the way, his name was Terrence but they called him Ced
Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads
Six-two, he good
have been fired by Eric Bischoff
He's a pretty popular guy
He's pretty popular with my legal department as well
Bischoff, or should I say jerk-off
You
he hard
That chain on shine
Insane on god
His brain on fried
Jerk triggers,Jamaica
Badmon he yard
Swiping cardies
Hit up parties, lluminati
Goyard!
hurt and jerk
Smokin' on the blunt
Burnin' down, crippin' ain't easy yo hysteria
Watch slow, here I go, Slobs yellin': HIT THE FLOOR!
But it's too late
street dreams are made of these
Still when I pass by they continue to freeze
'Cause the rest of this shit is strictly freestyle
Catch it and why Hollywood
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
But im hear so far I've made it
Flip the switch at minute Nigga i could pop off
Whip your wrist inside the kitchen
Yeah I'm cooking pasta
Dreads on my
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