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Don't Worry [Live]

Pato Banton

Live & Kickin' All over America

the year 1985
there is a whole lot of things Pato Banton realized
that when you pocket dry people pass you by
but as you pocket full you have friends like

your book!)
I don't ever judge, just give em tests
Then I grade em (Sheesh!)
You gotta take your time
I'm not here to waste a rhyme
To help out yours,

know you run it.
I just can't apologize if that nigga said he want it,
So I gave it to'em crazy,
needed staples in his stomach.
Whoa.
Bad man,
Bad man,

THANK YOU LORD i did not come from this planet so misunderstood they cant stand it  no need to panic stay higher than ever aint never no landing when u

clean
I'm setting the trends
Still repping my ends
I don't play puss
I do not pretend
Try to take me down
I only ascend
Type of shit that you can't

not a rookie been ducking 12 chopping cookie   playing hookiee  niggiz over look me now I’m going up it 10 bands u wanna book me baking soda in a mSR

that they know me, you can't open this book

DMV baby, that came from the bottom
They never could spot him, I'm dealing with problems
I never found

don't judge a book just by the way it look
And I see this little hoe reading me, but if she look, she took
See, I was smart in all my classes, but my

stopped raining.
Here nobody judge you, there's no shaming.
Come see for yourself if you think that i'm playing.

No one is greedy, here we all share.
No

can't fix my face
I can't change my look
Get to know my heart
Before you judge this book
I get down on my knees and pray
To The Lord for His love

I Hate the Way I Live

Mr. Serv-On

Da Next Level

1999

love you mom
I love you baby
Eryn Cierra, I love you
Ha ha, I hate the way I live
I hate the way, I hate it, I hate it
c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Chorus:

Living in the hands of the cowards
The sky aint the limit
It's just the beginning
Why you think they trying to colonise the moon
And Tax you for visits my

it, can't walk in my shoes
Tryna motivate the streets, ain't got nothin' to prove
Who gave you niggas hope when they told you to lose?
Backpacks

took, the bait, that high it got me hooked
Gon' hold it down, stay ten toes, you half in, got you by a foot
Hope I don't need to get no job, cause they

When the blood dries, I'm overwhelmed by the feeling you get 
When the call you've missed is urgent
I was told I needed Jesus to wash away my sins

Free
© By Larissa Martin

You see in this world

Everybody says you need to have somebody
But i'm telling you I don't need nobody

Yeah

Cause God

doing them like this
These people are only stupid enough to be judging the book by its cover
Just so they can cover up to sound clever what
Okay, what

Look
These
Matters of the heart
Can't escape
This truth
You will see
How it plays a part
In me
Matters of the heart
He never really told nobody
What

Look
These
Matters of the heart
Can't escape
This truth
You will see
How it plays a part
In me
Matters of the heart

He never really told nobody
What

Can't see eye to eye
Like we both in the same book
But we reading different lines
Like you don't wanna be wrong
I just wanna be right
Can't seem to hold

right
And people come by day and night and ask me why

You want to drink my blood
It probably tastes great
You ask to drink it up
And I tell you to wait

you is hard, being here's harder
You take the wheel
I don't wanna do this anymore
It's so surreal
I can't survive
If this is all that's real
Boy look

an it's off with them clothes this just a reminder
Don't judge a book by it's cover
Couple drinks now you fucking he put it down now you love him
Exchange

little Jimmy's comic book cover
Can't afford to go to jail so I'll see you later and flee the scene
That'll teach the Little Jimmy for ever deciding