1, 2, 1, 2, 3, ruff ruff ruff Tripping down nations, de ba se dens Nah nah nah On so many journeys always in a hurry Crossing so many bridges just trying
World is spinning round, sun is shining bright Pierces through my curtains and the sunlight burns my eyes Telephone is ringing but I've got nothing to
I make my own rules, I open my own doors I try to be on point yes I go there everyday You see me on the streets, I go by many names I hear the people
You have to listen to DJ's from the old days No matter where you're from this music's gonna play Might be on your sound crash on every Friday So listen
alive Survivin tour bus crashes With drivers who couldn't drive Kanivers who wouldn't strive May blessed with strong speech My songs teach Broadcasted live from Long Beach
Well, you should never get your style from watching MTV All you get is fashion, no originality What clothes are they wearing or what drugs are they on
Justice peace and unity for you and me pass it on Oh children of the most high Oh rid that yourself of rejection of man As free as the grass grew up the
Yeah, wicked bass I'm telling you man The only love that's righteous is the love of jah (jammit) The only love that's righteous is the love of jah The
Everyday I love her just a little bit more Just a little bit more Just a little bit more Everyday I love her just a little bit more And she loves me the
Well I drove down south to heaven If u know what I mean If I had to do it over I wouldnt change a thing Oh lord take me down to mexico Rosarito Baha
Soldiers love a battle and a sailor loves a sea to each his own desire but to rule is unto me something happen around the back 'cause them police like
Long Beach, I got the, oh I'm alright y'all, alright y'all You wanna be alright you gotta walk tall, you gotta walk tall Long Beach Dub Allstars, Black
Luke Luke was a poor boy Work Very hard He had to work very hard He never had no money Drew that card Some say he drew that card Then when day he woke
How many of you people are white trash? Way back in junior high I could of swore my name was white boy (What's up white boy?) There was all types of
yes sinsemilla, sinsemilla, ganja weed you know yeah will you can say ya, ya, ya, - ya, ya, ya, well I want the Jah of sinsemilla, well oh God yes I
It ain't easy, you know it's hard, so hard It ain't easy, you know it's hard, so hard I got the message that you won't be around no more It kind of got
Rolled up Rolled up again Rolled up Right in front of my friends I was rockin' like a star Closed down all the bars And now I'm sitting in this holding
