Lyrics Mind, Body & Soul - Jammer, Jahmek Power

Mind, Body & Soul

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Mind, body and soul
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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