
Date of issue: 08.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jamaican Rhapsody |
Is this the real leaf? |
Is this the cannabis? |
Caught on the dry side |
Must escape from reality |
Just legalize and I gonna plant my seeds |
I’m just a homeboy, weed is no luxury |
I need a doobie here, doobie there |
Little high, very high |
Everywhere the weed grows, no law really matters to me, to me |
Ganja never killed a man |
Put a blunt against his head |
Light the lighter, now he’s dead |
Ganja, everybody, is a gift from God |
So why go and throw it all away? |
Ganja, ooh (Let the weed grow) |
Is meant to make you fly, if I’m not back again this time tomorrow |
Pass it on, pass it on, save me some for later |
Too late, the time has come |
Getting legal round the world |
And improving all the time |
Goodbye prohibition, grass has got to grow (Got to grow) |
Gotta leave ignorance behind and spread the buds |
Ganja, ooh |
We all wanna fly |
This magical herb should be distributed to all |
(Everybody, lift your hearts, hey!) |
I need a little single puff of a spliff |
Purple kush, purple kush, will you make me one to go? |
Skunk and northern lights aren’t very, very frightening me |
Marcus Garvey, Marcus Garvey, Marcus Garvey, Marcus Garvey |
Bobaro Marleyfico, Marleyfico |
I’m just a homeboy, nobody stones me |
He’s just a homeboy from a dry neighborhood |
Spare him his grass from this illegality |
Easy plant, easy grow, will you let me grow? |
Indica, no |
We will not let you grow, let me grow |
Indica, we will not let you grow, let me grow |
Indica, we will not let you grow, let me grow |
Will not let you grow, let me grow |
Will not let you grow, let me grow |
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes |
Sensimilla, sensimilla, sensimilla, let me grow |
Beelzebud has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me |
So you think you can stone me and spliffs makes me high |
So you think you can come here and outsmoke the I |
Oh, bredrin, pass it on to me, bredrin |
Just gotta get high, just gotta get high right now |
No law really matters, anyone can smoke |
No law really matters, no law really matters to the I |
Everywhere the weed grows |