Songtexte:
Cheap Rum

my sons, We challenged all both great and small from Dundee to St John's. Now we're back in old St. John's where rum is very cheap We'll drink a health

ruled by the weirdest of kings, Some kind of serpent feathered goat with wings. Heroin, mescaline, proud imitators. Birds walking into mouths of alligators. Cocaine, mezzadrine, cheapest

cheapest of cheap thrills All of the perks and the thrills Beware of the sluts that can kill I'm always rolling on pills The cheapest of cheap thrills

yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank Damn homeboy won't you chew on some gum You smell like a mixture of chili dogs and rum Don't be cheap and

Like chanclaso deep like fregadaso Still got the Coke and Rum and flex the brasos Then I hit you from a different angle Leg sweep cheap shot bird

with the brown bag wrapped around the forty Hold up, yo, I said hold up, here he come J motherfucking Ro and he's buzzing off the rum It's the J-Ro

7 lonely nights 7 lonely days I been thinking 'bout you girl In just as many ways Running out of money Running out of time Feeling kind of empty Like a cheap

yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank Damn homeboy won't you chew on some gum You smell like a mixture of chili dogs and rum Don't be cheap and

never seen it Don't ever forget that you just may wind up in my song -- spoken: "alright let's reggae reefers!" Called all my friends on those cheap