| Bring memories to my mind |
| But the future is still mine |
| Sunset Cassette |
| Melodies you can not forget |
| But tomorrow is on rec |
| Leggo |
| Tell’em ah music alone mi charge for |
| So turn up the amps and the ghetto blaster |
| We gonna ram it up till the 12 of never |
| Ah Telly*Dela Mundo pon the mic center |
| Mi sing again |
| Now i use a piece of Rizla to rec. the old tape |
| And i rewind rewind the present in your headset |
| No one can pirate my sunset cassette |
| And no one can press eject |
| Alright |
| So get far with your funny phono |
| I’m feeling that you’re falling in the fire when you follow |
| You think it’s solid but it’s hollow |
| While I’m thinking ‘bout tomorrow |
| Man you dealing with your sorrows |
| Who GOD bless mi seh no man can curse |
| And i’m stuck inna auto-reverse |
| Who GOD bless mi seh no man can curse |
| And i’m stuck inna auto-reverse |
| All alone. |
| So tune in that dial |
| Get down the lo-fi |
| It’s all about that style that we define |
| Only that sound it’s sweet and divine |
| Go take it from the top ah mi seh one more time |
| With my ears I’m not blind |
| Say we runnin' yeah we runnin' |
| On the tape line |
| With my ears I’m not blind |
| Say we runnin' yeah we runnin' |
| Out of time… |