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Walk & Fret
An Artist
Don't you fret, now, I'll be there I'll be there to hold your hand. I'll be there to see the sunrise, As it lightens up the sky. Don't you
chance I wait for my friend to say Hello, you waiting man Feel no fret feel no fret feel no fret You can wait and feel no fret And so I wait so I
So dem a go a dead even if dem run go inna di Bible You roll wit' Jesus Christ? Mi have twenty-four disciple Tech, Ruger, Luger, Brico, Beretta,
wait for my chance I wait for my friend to say Hello, you waiting man Feel no fret, feel no fret, feel no fret You can wait and feel no fret
put on that smile Forget about loneliness If you occupy your time Then pretty soon you'll Feel no fret Be no weeping no wailing Feel no
Jah made the herb for man, He made the herb for man Jah made the herb for man Fret not thyself because of evildoers Neither be thou envious against
dem We have the whole a dem a fret then Judgement a tek dem Gangstas go get dem We have the whole a dem a fret then You only lock your lane when we
Jah made the herb for man, He made the herb for man Jah made the herb for man Fret not thyself because of evildoers Neither be thou envious against
So dem a go a dead even if dem run go inna di Bible You roll wit' Jesus Christ? Mi have twenty-four disciple Tech, Ruger, Luger, Brico, Beretta,
at the throttle was Casey Jones Well Jones said fireman now don't you fret Sam Webb said we ain't a givin' up yet We're eight hours late with the southbound mail
Them take a brutal step yeah Now them ah worry and fret yeah Body dropping in a casket yeah You better think and check yeah Yo this yah artist No
Jah made the herb for man, He made the herb for man Jah made the herb for man Fret not thyself because of evildoers Neither be thou envious against
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Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay. Fret for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your hairpiece and Fret for your lawsuit
When I see her tonight I'm gonna squeeze her to death Claudette Pretty little pet Claudette Never makes me fret Claudette Well she's the greatest
and M-Easy (what up, fam?) Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!) Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey! All I need is the love of my crew The whole
nights mi go a mi bed hungry, but Mi tell mi self seh mi nah go dead Till mi see mi mom livin' luxury And mi father try through di years Mi see mi daddy
I'd sell my soul for an extra foot in height. An extra inch or two would quell my internal plight. A face to make you swoon and make men fret
'cause we're not moving I ain't saying we are solid I just wanna keep on doing this with you Don't need your name So, baby, don't fret I'm game Don't
Heartfelt I feel my artist's heart art melt And then my sentimental guard drops Sending me searching for my heart mop Heartfelt I feel my artist's
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