Übersetzung: Marley, Bob. Am-a-do.
HEY.... [Chorus] I am not my hair I am not this skin I am not your expectations no no I am not my hair I ma not this skin I am a soul that lives within
am not my hair I am not this skin I am not your expectations no no I am not my hair I am not this skin I am a soul that lives within [Verse 3: India
] Come on the track duh duh da-da With a throwback jersey and a fitted Might blow a bag of hershey in the sidd-ix Or might take sips of army with a chidd
2x Jump on the subway, riding through the underground If a punk jumps up you gotta beat the sucker down Bob Marley and Peter Tosh, singing
with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a
I say In your life expect some trouble But when you worry You make it double Don't worry, be happy...... Don't worry don't do it, be happy Put a
Bob Marley a?? Love Light Shining I just wanna keep my love lights burning, yeah (Just keep your love lights burning) IA?ll do it anytime you want me
be rockin' I'm tellin' you that, oh, ooh-aah, I like it a-like a-this Can you miss? And you should know, ooh-aah, when I like it a-like a-this Am I
(Do do do do-do do do! Do do do do-do do do! I rebel music; I rebel music.) Why can't we roam (oh-oh-oh-oh) this open country? (open country) Oh, why
? Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away); Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away); Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away); Do-do-do-do-do-do-do
To the rescue, here I am Want you to know, y'all, can you understand? When the mornin' gather the rainbow, yeah, yeah Want you to know, I'm a rainbow
Try me, try me, try me Try me, a wah wah wow Try me, try me, try me Try me, a wah wah wow If you need satisfaction Listen baby, I've got the action Where I am
hey Hey, I am not my hair, I am not this skin I am not your expectations, no, no I am not my hair, I am not this skin I am a soul that lives within
or grind life is a bitch, and I?m just tryna Oprah mine [Paul Cain] Always been a squeezer, I?ve been on the hollow n-ggas alwyas been a leader no twitter
alone, get off my bone 'Cause I'm doing my own A new seed, a new breed A new man you to feed the greed A new pair of boots for a new piece of butt Sweet
, high, high (All the time) I get high, high, high, high High Ay yo, I smoke like a chimney Matter fact I smoke like a gun when a killa see his enemy I smoke like Bob Marley
than man Got a soft side but I'm still a man For me women cry and children dance, I'm trying to eat I could'a got a mil and ran But like sly for the