| Me sit back, switch back on me clocks
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| And reach for me weed spot, inna me diamond socks
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| Everybody tell me say, me should a detox
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| Them say me burn sensimillia like me born with dreadlocks
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| One, pull on me somethin' put your in a headlock
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| Freeze the muscle inna your foot and bring you to a
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| dead stop make your tongue get broad, make your eye them pop
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| Not just high grade i mean the cream of the crop
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| Sip me orange juice me girl bring from the shops
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| And make likkle joke bout your head full a rocks
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| All of a sudden, the door knock
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| Boogaloo freddy in a cris' hugo boss suit
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| Grinning like a little yout'
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| And in a feeing pocket know some more green stock
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| And him say this you wanna murder, this you want to shock out
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| Me gain one cold dragon stout
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| Them tell me say way too much, babylon they ‘bout
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| Me tell them seckle freddy man
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| True you’re fast with your mouth
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| Produced piece a embassy and bring him blue rizla out
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| Lick on a sizla and blow blue smoke out
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| Hempolics rockin' the name
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| (me love me mariweed)
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| Mariweed run running around my brain
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| Sister of the highest strain
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| (tell me bout your sister)
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| Keeps on burning, burning in my brain
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| (i say we skankin')
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| It’s not a man made thing
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| It’s a chord with natural laws, still
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| Babylon want come and broke me latch offa me door
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| It bring benefit whether your rich or dirt poor
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| Even police officer love burn the reefer
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| Instead of catch thief, me have sniffer dog round my feet
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| Like me a bad man
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| When most me do, reason and sleep, or eat
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| Jah say munchies mash up me teeth
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| But it gives me a deep meditation
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| Me soul over freedom from society conundrum
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| Even the babylon have come to overstand
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| Me leave me body there ‘pon the couch
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| And travel to distant lands
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| Iv’e drunk wine with nefertiti and the egyptian
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| Conquered china with genghis and his mongolians
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| With all the holy ones, i’ve bowed low and broke bread
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| And every word that they said still
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| Lock up in a me head
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| Marijuana dread me red, me love the sensation
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| Sensimilla make me love and embrace the whole nation that’s why… |