| Sitting in your church on Sunday
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| Thinking who you gonna screw Monday
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| Who you gonna tief, who you gonna rob
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| Take it as me tell you seh, you can’t fool God, no!
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| Everyday you bawl out Jah Jah
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| Call yourself a dreadlocks Rasta
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| Terrorize de people 'pon yu lane
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| 'Cause a so yu get wicked when you like de coke
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Man a ask you for a piece of bread
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| You give him stone
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Natty up yu head, a worship Babylon throne
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Straighten up your livity and don’t bow down
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Mister money man wid yu big money plan
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| Tell me wey yu get yu first money from?
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| How yu plant yu field how yu mek yu deal
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| Den come tell yu pickney dem fi don’t smoke weed
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| Lef yu air condition office an' gone a bar
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| Impress a likkle easy gal wid yu pretty car
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| When yu done she seh she haffi get paid
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| What a fret yu a go fret when you hear she have
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Man a ask you for a piece of bread
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| You give him stone
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Natty up yu head, a worship Babylon throne
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Straighten up your livity and don’t bow down
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Hey hey ahh ahh ahh ahh.
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| Ghetto superstar what a way yu reach far
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| Every lyrics weh yu have mi sey a pure war
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| How yu a tell a man fi lick shot
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| When yu neva get a lick yet fi feel how it hot
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| If yu a warria, tell mi weh yu fight fa?
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| An' if a justice beg yu put up unno lighter
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| But if a vanity, jewelry an' such
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| Remember sey mi tell yu sey yu soon get
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Man a ask you for a piece of bread
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| You give him stone
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Natty up yu head, a worship Babylon throne
|
| By his deeds shall a man be known
|
| Straighten up your livity and don’t bow down
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| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Sitting in your church on Sunday
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| Thinking who you gonna screw Monday
|
| Who you gonna tief, who you gonna rob
|
| Take it as me tell you seh, you can’t fool God, no!
|
| Everyday you bawl out Jah Jah
|
| Call yourself a dreadlocks Rasta
|
| Terrorize de people 'pon yu lane
|
| 'Cause a so yu get wicked when you like de coke
|
| By his deeds shall a man be known
|
| Man a ask you for a piece of bread
|
| You give him stone
|
| By his deeds shall a man be known
|
| Natty up yu head, a worship Babylon throne
|
| By his deeds shall a man be known
|
| Straighten up your livity and don’t bow down
|
| By his deeds shall a man be known
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| Hey hey ahh ahh ahh ahh.
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| By his deeds shall a man be know. |