| Not a king when I rep for my people
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| From the east to the west get a reload
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| All the nicks that I sell they be legal
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| I’m a West Indian to my wee bones
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| I confuse you when I tell you that I’m Green, don’t I?
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| Left side where the people never say hola
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| Will power to my roots now I need solar
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| Got some bannan' in the coupe now I need cola
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| D.C. be home of the go-go
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| Ayiti we raise with a conga
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| I might be late to the convo
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| But I ain’t ever too late for a karnival
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| Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival
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| No police, no need at a karnival
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| My, my zo, got me at the karnival
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| Honey darlin', love me at the karnival
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| Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival
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| No police, no need at a karnival
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| My, my zo, got me at the karnival
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| Honey darlin', love me at the karnival
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| Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival
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| No police, no need at a karnival
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| My my zo, got me at the karnival
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| Honey darlin', love me at the karnival
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| Celebrating our forefathers in more ways
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| Then denying the four all on the fourth day
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| Of July ignore all of the sword play
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| Only rhyme cause you’re trying to bore fame
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| You’re a boss with your ill advised informants
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| I can pay the cost and still acquire endorsements
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| I just want to start to couple all of the fortunes
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| All we do is talk and mourn all of the corpses
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| Every single ward’s in a comatose
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| Soaking up the media and overdose
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| Lookin' at all the ways of the older folk
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| Channeling my pain to a karnival
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| Every single ward’s in a comatose
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| Soaking up the media and overdose
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| Lookin at all the ways of the older folk
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| Channelling my pain to a karnival
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| Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival
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| No police, no need at a karnival
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| My, my zo, got me at the karnival
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| Honey darlin', love me at the karnival
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| Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival
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| No police, no need at a karnival
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| My, my zo, got me at the karnival
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| Honey darlin', love me at the karnival |