Blood Sheddin More And More I Still Gatta Fight Doe I'm Livin Pure See War And Crime Like A Skull A Bore One Kind Had Vile, Dey Have No Love No More Tell
: I love to see my people living in love I hate to see them fighting and swimming in blood Nuff neglect the farming, the scorn in the mud Yet they want
call it time out. {DAMN! } [explode] I blow four charges if I do-own (come on!) My fiends going to the rehab like Winehouse. You know I got my shine's out love
me girl Like (Whoa!) Your bumpin and grindin in the club Like (Whoa!) I love to see you windin' in the club Like (Whoa!) Oh I just wanna love you longtime
: Marijuana... Ganja farmer.. No coca, no coca, no coca inna mi brain No coca and nuh ero inga go inna mi vein 'Cos I love (marijuana) cah man a real
you're precious and pretty you no need to run wild you're always in control cah yuh no ??? in child nuff a dem love always leggo di caat dem cunk kool
mi nation lord di youth dem mek di youth dem express demself reggae sensimillia peace and love and nuttn else Lucifer rolling out inna one blue Lamborghini
friens she really feel di natty natty a puppa albo '??? bring back di rub a dub style go pon di myspace and check out my profile but woulda love fi go inna
am (verse 2) eva fearless eva ready eva sleepless sodoma and gomorra bun dung inna di furtherness no watch mi face no watch mi race dont check mi place cah mi well sekkle inna
one angel genkle leff you on the beach rope up inna short di legends says your father is the ocean and your mother she's di moon cause the sea may it love
it off di buss come from senti dem take it off di bud mi di have plenty but mi no see no bwoy love herb like me inna westmoreland in italy in orange hill
'm leavin' you Dis with tears in my eyes But my heart will stay I love you for the rest of my life Love Is dis love that I'm feelin' Deep down in my soul
: (intro) yeah one love from portland jamaica Alborosie and Dada Son yeah (woooh yeah)Gramps Morgan ay (chorus)Gramps Morgan we say one love from di
man lady she nah go let you inna let's you move rocksteady patricia please stop play with my head cut all di likke games and jump inna mi bed bed how
life was a thing money could buy The rich woulda live and the poor would a die Dem woulda try stop the sun from shine inna the sky? But according
I want a dude who will do me in the van, a thug that can handle his biz like a man [Verse 1: Beenie Man (Ms. Thing)] Gal, if yuh love holla at mi one
Dem inna car seat but she six inch deep (When mi unleash) And she see di one feet (Yuh mean one foot!) No mi mean one feet Cool baby love yuh too hard
Verse 3: Beenie Man] Cau mi love how yuh jeans just siddung pon yuh, and how yuh G-string just lay dung pon yuh From mi buck inna di club mi put a pen