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just want you to know that. Because we always thought we could get, you know, we could get reality by just putting on the clothes and wearin' the face
crib I dig Bob Marley ah tunes I take a spin in my Lexus coupe Sportin' sexy suit's Sippin' sick, I sip chicken soup I rip stages like a maniac Lyrics
Come and listen to my story bout a man named Scrooge, A greedy miser an extremely loathsome Dude. Then on a Christmas eve he's haunted by some Ghost,
Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World
a collar Bonfire, pray your boy top dollar Top shotta, skrrr right by ya Rastafari pullin' up in that 'Rari No dread head but I chief the Bob Marley Ohh
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this? What's Clef? I'm not a Bob Marley impostor What's Clef got to do with this, got to do
You might see me stroll by in the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye. I'm sick now. I think I'm catching glaucoma. See me on the corner, looking for
It's time for us to redefine who we be You can shave it off like a South African beauty Or get in on lock like Bob Marley You can rock it straight
a little graze I remain relevant I'm a raw element High street intelligent product of my tenement Son of Anarchy, smoking that Bob Marley La la la be
It's time for us to redefine who we be You can shave it off like a South African beauty Or get in on lock like Bob Marley You can rock it straight
in the food in the Bob Marley hold out Balls to the wall on a date with a student Go hard, go hard, live hard, die hard Rape one, cap one, fake
Everybody getting high this my type of- Everybody getting high this my type of party Smoke so much exotic I be getting higher Than Bob Marley
Anger, but yo that's Mr. Funkee Wallbanger Concieved in the fire by you warned through disaters The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters Mr.
Bob Marley's band This nigga bust out the Bathroom pistol in hand He was yelling, screaming, shooting And missing it was like that first scene In that
kinda blessed so I wrote this manifesto for life Co-signed by the others with a knife On the real tip let's take a field trip from the ghetto You pick
a white girl with some fake titties I took her to The Bay with me Eyes closed, smoking marijuana Rolling up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta She wanna do
three-card Monte Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State
just for bringing my name up Been rockin' longer than niggas twice my age Back in the days before Bob Marley was rockin' a fade Before Honest Abe signed
KINGSTONE JAMAICA ME NOT JOKE ME NOT PLAY ME NOT GET STOP RESPECT ABUBAKA RESPECT MANDELA BOB MARLEY TELL THE DREAD RASTA WORLD STEVIE WONDER IF YOU
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you need a friend All you need to do is call I'll be your lover and your handyman I'm broad nose black dude From Jamaica but love you Bob Marley's
Yo one story mi heard cbout the man dey call him Damian Marley Oh di man de one Of Bob Marley him child dem Yeh one of e pickney so What about him? Him
Bob Marley's dead But we still got a million White dudes with dreads And we'll probably see OJ sent to jail Before we see a black president What's
car And you drove it off a cliff And at a reggae concert You knicked Bob Marley's spliff Psychiatrists and doctors Have had a look at you They stated
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