Lyrics:
map and dem a chat
A tell de whole a dem keep quiet
For me seh hickory, dickory, dickory dock
Me seh de slackness a something weh a go change with de
with the nasty mouth
Dem feel like is pure slackness alone I can talk about
I know me Roots and Culture
Who is the route Robert Nesta?
And Bunny Wailer
I'm the MC with the nasty mouth
Dem feel like is pure slackness alone I can talk about
I know me Roots and Culture
Who is the route Robert Nesta?
I'm the MC with the nasty mouth
Dem feel like is pure slackness alone I can talk about
I know me Roots and Culture
Who is the route Robert Nesta?
nuh want no slackness ova deh
No profanity ova deh we take them put them down the alley
Sister Nancy still ah ram up ova deh
from the '70s until up
his game out call me cold stone
Coming straight from Florida with my peoples' man we flo grown , we flo grown
Flesh relates to movies our image could
in your every word.
Can I be something you starve for?
I swear my heart will be complementary.
You twist around with the grace -
Now, all that I can
Okay
Welcome come on inside
Sign in what's on your mind
We'll be with you shortly
No I can wait all day
As long as refreshments are offered
Given you
everything wasn't so complementary
Yea I'm at your city wondering if your home
I left you behind but now I want you cause your grown
Don't have all the money
Yea, though I walk
through the valley
of the shadow of death.
I fear no evil;
for thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff,
they comfort me.
So all
down and allowing the other nations to run away with everything
You have become a bunch of consumers
You are creators
rise up mighty people
doing with an air mattress
Mind yo bitness don’t worry bout what I’m doing in there with my actress yea
Might as well change the name to porn hub records
Tu meri me tera
You are mine and I am yours
Standing together side by side
I'm not your shadow but I could be your guide
Stick with me in this
Well I think I saw you in a dream,
You were dancin' by a slot machine, with a complementary whiskey in your hand
And when you asked what kind
me
Whom is there a struggle with slackness for)
Look at the ground
It's the world that seems to have lost light
(Face to the real but you don't
Give up
the path
I hear hundreds and hundreds of voices
In my head
They proclaim the proof
I feel slackness and sadness and madness
On this land
And I resist
it, when he came to us
That same sky remained with him in joy and care
Even when Baal slept peaceful and unaware
At night a lilac sky, a drunken Baal
Colors
Colors
We started with the color basics, let's face it, you made it
This far for a reason, now itchin' and you're racin'
To learn more
out plans
Which results into evil deeds and destruction
What you try to hide ain't top secret
Keeping up slackness of the most foul
We the people who
a groove like bootsy
Hit him wit a one like a groove be
Don't care about nothing but timing
Throw everything off with distracting
You gotta be quicker than
with a target
Bloo and the target is hit
I shot the lyric then reload the clip
Bloo-- another shell hits the ground
Along with
complementary’s
Gotta car full of drugs when I’m in the rental, taking trips back to back I aint scared to get it
Ease my mind off the loud in a box of Swishers,
It's the one and only effect, that you catch from a cassette
Straight wig out the world and girls we straight dig out ya back (ha)
With letters
And so it came that she began to doubt her own precious vision,
She said to herself, I'm going into this with my eyes prone and open
Oh we pay
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