Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mind, Body & Soul, artist - Jammer. Date of issue: 26.01.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mind, Body & Soul |
| Trust me |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Uh |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Mind, body and soul |
| They love money and gold |
| Whether young or they’re old |
| Niggas hustle on road |
| Blood money and coke |
| Niggas slitting your throat |
| For that £20 note |
| Real niggas take note |
| Man ah come from the roads |
| Yeah, the heart of the streets |
| In a part of the East |
| In the mark of the beast |
| Where man are armed with a piece |
| And man are hungry to eat |
| Man are done with the street |
| If you ain’t part of the team |
| Then I don’t wanna know |
| And if it ain’t paper |
| Then I don’t wanna know |
| I’ve come back with a bang |
| And a murderous flow |
| Murder she wrote |
| Armani glasses |
| Burberry coat |
| Get a cab to the studio |
| That’s 33 Note |
| I burn my weed smoke |
| On a journey we go |
| On a journey we go |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Street university |
| Real niggas enrol |
| Man ah come from the road |
| Where it’s hot and it’s cold |
| I ain’t Trinidad Jame$ |
| But look, everything’s gold |
| And niggas wanna hate me |
| From all the money I fold |
| I’mma keep on doing this ting |
| Till I’m grey and and I’m old |
| Cause I come from the streets |
| Where a lot of drugs get sold |
| Where man are breaking bricks |
| On the way to the yellow brick road |
| There’s a lot to the street |
| And man are breaking the code |
| Man’ll talk to police |
| For an eighth of the dope |
| I bun fire on pagans |
| Some man are blazing the pope |
| Sometimes I lie low |
| Just to keep me afloat |
| I don’t hang with man |
| I just give them the rope |
| Look, it’s hard out here |
| A lot of man can’t cope |
| They keep up with the badness |
| Till their brain cells broke |
| I lost a lot of friends |
| See the pain in my boat |
| But I still don’t cry |
| Hear the pain in my throat |
| It’s like there ain’t no hope |
| Everyone’s got a leng in the coat |
| What’d you know about skengman mode? |
| Dedicate this one to my mum |
| Dedicate this one to my son |
| I just keep on doing my music |
| Can’t live my life on the run |
| True say, I’ve got a famous face |
| Man wanna try take my life with a gun |
| They wanna take my life for the fun |
| On a journey we go |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Street university |
| Real niggas enrol |
| Man ah come from the road |
| Where it’s hot and it’s cold |
| I ain’t Trinidad Jame$ |
| But look, everything’s gold |
| And niggas wanna hate me |
| From all the money I fold |
| I’mma keep on doing this ting |
| Till I’m grey and I’m old |
| Cause I come from the streets |
| Where a lot of drugs get sold |
| Where man are breaking bricks |
| On the way to the yellow brick road |
| On a journey we go |
| Mind, body and soul |
| Street university |
| Real niggas enrol |
| Man ah come from the road |
| Where it’s hot and it’s cold |
| I ain’t Trinidad Jame$ |
| But look, everything’s gold |
| And niggas wanna hate me |
| From all the money I fold |
| I’mma keep on doing this ting |
| Till I’m grey and I’m old |
| Cause I come from the streets |
| Where a lot of drugs get sold |
| Where man are breaking bricks |
| On the way to the yellow brick road |
| On a journey we go |