Lyrics:
the belly of a beast
Bit by these haters, hit in my sleep
Son of Man, Now its a
Sinister piece
Never Latin, always Portegeuse
Muder in Mass graves
12-rounds,
of a beast
Bit by these haters, hit in my sleep
Son of Man, Now its a
Sinister piece
Never Latin, always Portegeuse
Muder in Mass graves
12-rounds, a lay 'em
CRUSOE
ON AN ISLAND
SO FAR AWAY
HOPING SOMEDAY
HE WILL BE SAVED
BY SOME MIRACLE
LIVES BY THE EARTH
CRIES BY THE MOON
WORSHIPS THE SOIL
CURSES THE SUN
Devils Island, Devils Island.
Oh, there is no escape,
The sea is full of sharks.
The tide takes you away, and
Smashes you on the rocks.
The sun is
explore our island world and see how it's done
We livin' in the sun, havin' fun, the journey's begun
One time, sunshine, come find, you'll see
The island
Live in the moment cause its what we got and
Look at the valleys and the mountain tops and
Oh yea this is a tropical feeling
On the island the place
on an island could be so fine
Sharing my wine with a few survivors
Life on an i-i-i-island ....
You've got your Gamelon music
Playing in the sunset
Fishing
got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where
got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where
island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sand
As morning breaks
Growning up in the islands
The islands where me from
Everyday just cruzing by underneath the sun
Everything we when do yes in every single way
degrees
It's Strong Island for real where the critters smoke fritters
Night time excites time for the heavy hitters
Gamin' hers' cause in the mean time
Oh, island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sand
As morning
On islands
We all run
Onto islands
In the sun
And the sun to
Is an island
With islands
All around
We're all islands
In the sea
Da-da-da-Da-nuh
Da-da-da-Da-nuuh
Oh yaah
It's OSO B3ST
Flying, island to island
Take trips, to dem Beaches
Full of tenda gurls
Gurls, gurls
Let's go
pale here?
They’re sickened by the junta’s failure.
Why does that man look familiar?
Probably just a similar figure.
What is this peculiar island
got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where
Where my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggaz is at?
Where
Mournfully cry o'er my island
My dawn bride's veil, damp and pale
Dissolves in the sun
Love's web is spun, cats prowl, mice run
Wreathe snatch-hand briers
I'm complete
She lives by the wall
And waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall
And waits by the door
She walks
by any means behind the scenes I know that it's all about timing
When I get off I put the time in
My come up it's on the horizon
Sun in the Jamaica I'm
from the salt water people
We always live by the sea
Know I'm down here livin' in the city
With my man and the family
My island home My island home
My
the plans we made
We choose to live in this urban wasteland
So we can't be surprised when it begins to fade
A holiday is a state of mind
You just change
explore our island world and see how it's done
We livin' in the sun, havin' fun, the journey's begun
One time, sunshine, come find, you'll see
The island
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