| Yeah~! |
| This one’s for the world right here
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| Sizzla! |
| (Mr. Kalonji just walked in the buildin)
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| Big up to the far East rulers
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| Welcome to the East! |
| «Oh my God»
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| «When the East is in the house"sometimes I ask myself
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| will the violence ever cease «Oh my God»
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| (You know you gon' like it; Kalonji, Wyclef)
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| It’s too hot on the floor man «Oh my God»
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| It’s too hot on the floor man
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| It’s too hot on the floor man «Oh my God»
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| It’s too hot on the floor
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| They got the M-15's «Oh my God»
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| We got the M-16's «Oh my God"(that's dangerous)
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| It’s too hot on the floor man
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| It’s too hot on the floor
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| Check it out
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| I saw the ski-mask I didn’t see the faces yo
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| Saw the grenade, heard the explosions yo
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| It get worse yo, I can’t count the hearses
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| that come out to masses, to churches, the verse is
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| Do unto others as you would have done unto you
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| Well welcome to the devil’s penthouse, overlookin hell’s view
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| David slew the philistines with a donkey jawbone
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| The same jawbone, I used to make microphone
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| The same microphone I use in New Jerusalem
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| To tell E.T. |
| MC’s they gotta phone home
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| Girl I see you in the club but your eyes full of pain
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| Your man a wifebeater, find a new man
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| And for my little sisters in the misery
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| Sweet sixteen you ain’t alone in the pregnancy
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| I pour some liquors for my homies that passed
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| Sit back while I’m writin watch you fade in the paragraph…
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| Welcome to the East! |
| «Oh my God»
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| «When the East is in the house"sometimes I ask myself
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| will the violence ever cease «Oh my God»
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| Deejay turn it up~!
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| It’s too hot on the floor man «Oh my God»
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| It’s too hot on the floor man
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| It’s too hot on the floor man «Oh my God»
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| It’s too hot on the floor
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| They got the M-15's «Oh my God»
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| We got the M-16's «Oh my God»
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| It’s too hot on the floor man
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| It’s too hot on the floor
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| Sizzla, check it out!
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| All things she plant the explosives with fuel in line
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| We pe dimed, that’s too much screwin time
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| Cuttin you off, the halls reach the governor
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| With pass enough plastic and the found for substance
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| I prophecy they gon' call on the attack
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| Must I see there and keeping this a back
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| Each can play guitar, cause those bands a saluting
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| Everyday someone forments these driveby shootings
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| WILL THERE EVER BE PEACE on the Earth
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| With human acts we shall not have peace on the Earth
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| Be good leave it up for firm and just
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| What’s going on in neighborhoods today is not respected
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| Dance, she’s in the city of Gods
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| Dancin the Capoeira
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| I see her in Brazil, eyy!
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| Her cry, sound like 7 million violins
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| Knowin that her man
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| Won’t be back tomorrow, she cries
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| Yeah, this where we all meet right here
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| One mind one soul one heart
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| On violins we got, the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan, yeah
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| On guitar, my man David Rosen
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| Jerry Wonder on the bass
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| Sizzla, breddern for life
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| Charles the conductor I see you
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| Wyclef Jean |