Lyrics:
The people started dancing
They call me over to join in
They said, “JT, don't ya feel good, man?”
Come on and join the reggae jam, I heard them singin'
I stare
At this picture of you
I feel the touch of your hand
And the look in your eyes
Oh! Don't ya know I feel just like dying
When the tears
what's right
And I know what's wrong
Don't need some hypocrite tellin' me that
But if I lived my life by my own rules
I'd have a beer in my hand
On my back
down you know?
[Verse 1]
Dear Nas, what up son it's Mega
I got your letter, me and my cousin Oogie here together
Aiyyo your man Duke came through
you
come on
And my favorite joint's on
It's a block party
So don't be afraid to loose control
It's all about you
Do what it do
Can't nobody tell us nothin'
The people started dancing
They call me over to join in
They said, “JT, don't ya feel good, man?”
Come on and join the reggae jam, I heard them singin'
the retina
Bettin' ya that it won't blink so I don't blink back
Far reaching but not far fetched
So far so good but what comes next?
The rings they kiss,
in my chicken pot pie
Diamond brick mason shawty cause I got weight
A hunnid bricks in, had the house by the lake
'72 donk, 24" roller skates
Man, I'm
Malah kamachi
Philadelphia yeah
Got a letter from the government
Tore it to shreds come and get me
Burn a donut shop down full of FEDS
Wire tap my
the boys 'bout it blow by blow
Why in the hell would ya think anyone wanna know
I don't care anymore about the things you say
It ain't me looking stupid
the superglue
Oh-oh, it's always you
Do ya miss me like I miss you
I keep praying that I can bring back time and space
And I need you right here by my side
by
at any price
I thought I tried to tell ya
but it must of come out wrong
I can't believe you doubt my love
when it's something that I feel so
pas du mia
OGB :
Sans armes retenant mes larmes comme kelly joyce
Si ça t'concerne pas donc là tout d'suite éteint ton poste
Ceux qui auront compris
my mind you're the specialist
In my mind ya specialist
The best of all the bestests'
And in my mind ain't makin sense
All because you're excellence
pas du mia
OGB :
Sans armes retenant mes larmes comme kelly joyce
Si ça t'concerne pas donc là tout d'suite éteint ton poste
Ceux qui auront compris
na na
Wesh boy quoi de neuf depuis Wati By Night,
Fait pas de gestes brusques, sur ma droite y'a ?
Oui y a du ons' y a des petits tah race night,
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