Lyrics:
yeah
They say I walk around like I got a S on my chest
Tech on my left, gangstas wit me ready to step (yeah)
I like a chick wit big breasts on her
me you master I don't want his dog
I'm on fire
I'm full of love and new desire
I lit my fire blew my conch
Nobody comes
I built my boat
for the bros hope he wont take us
Goo in push start dont need a key now
Poppin i slide out in the street now
Bro slang dat rock get on yo feet now
Go
the ledge, so they don't come near the style
I appear in clouds on some heaven to earth shit
Fake niggaz drown the deeper the verse gets
Deep as a skinny
selector don't you ever get to vex
You've been playing rock and roll and funky hip-hop, lovers rock, afro-beat
cnd now I want to feel really, really feel so
and Marley Marl went and cut a plate
They used to rock it out in the place
And the title of it was sucker dj's
And then he strolled along one day
And then
so I can't go wrong
I write rhymes, Gemini my sign
I got a nine I don't rhyme about mine
I spit, it's legit, never stopped by cops
Comin up with
I'm on the Thruway
My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm trying to hold my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they
difficult//
Blissful nonetheless, we asked room service if he got the connect/
Hooked us up with a driver that rolled us some Bob Marley spliffs//
Lit them
Gas tank was on E
QP by my seat
Ziploc was on crease
Hope to god I just hope to god I just hope To god he don't smell it all up on me
Got back in his
to GSX car keys
Fate is a rasta she bob on my marley
3 little birds bitch i worry about no thing
3 little words "niggas be hating"
That was me too then I
let's some noise
Demon Time, let's rock this party
Off Bacardi, going Gnarly
Smoking like I'm Bob Marley
Pupils gone like I'm on molly
Fuck them shots, I
the hardtop
I done counted ten mills whenever I drop
Me and Chinx poppin' bottles out on fall rock
I don't need it, yeah
Don't believe everythin' you read,
and I fucked up the party
The whole boat on my wave, like gnarly
c black sheep, yeah, call it Chris Farley
Puff parsley, Bob Marley
Cuz like
willen to party al night long
Refrein
This reggae music a come from the ghetto today is recognize by unesco
Bob marley, bunny wailer peter tosh bless up
outta politics
I believe politicians pull a lot of tricks
The war on drugs, crack epidemic, all o' 'dat
The death of Bob Marley and Malcolm X
'Pac
boys?
[Mr. Funke] Now they got our stuff down pat!
[Marley] Yo man don't sweat it, just show em why they call you Mr. Funke
Yo Lord Jazz, pass me some
yeah, aye
Yeah
We get it
We get it
Yeah
Bob Marley's on my jock
You heard me
Yah, yah
Polo on my ass
You heard me
Yah, yah
Aye, aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
[Barrington Levy]
Unoheal, Unoheal (Rock a bet)
Murderer [Repeat: x4]
[Rakim]
Who want low boats of keys from overseas
Then put it in
going live just like iCarly
Yeah don't act like you don't know my name
Cause I be on them keys just like Alicia and I spit sixteens
Rock the boat just
I am a simple goat
I live on the back of a pick-up truck
The Old Man tied me here with a 3-foot rope
Am I happy he don't give a fuck
He's
wanna be best, they're gonna
Be dissed if they don't get from in front-a
All they can go get is me a glass of Moet
A hard time, sip your juice
Stolen from an African land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley
And a mouth like a motorbike
Oh well the bars are always open
wanna be best, they're gonna
Be dissed if they don't get from in front-a
All they can go get is me a glass of Moet
A hard time, sip your juice
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