-
Obie Trice Big Herk Intro-. Yeah. !!. Hey Em you ready. Herk, you got them things nigga. You know. Detroit City. !!! Chorus-. There they go, them D-Town boys carryin' a Calico. whenever there's
-
deep clouds of depression I turn your head into pasta and baked zucchini. Like that bitch did that rasta in New Jack City. In broad daylight, you better think twice. Or that thing on your hip nigga
-
di bomb. Fi di gold and fi di yak cau man fi tun hooligan. Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem nuh cooleyman. Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool di man. But dem waan fi gi we jumped, and
-
running over the cliff. I'm the "Buffalo Soldier", smoke ya like a dreadlock rasta. Blowing the spliff, loading a clip to spit high. Like you holding blow in a stolen whip, rolling the strip. Looking to
-
. With a rhyme scheme to escape frauds. Make broads become queens, run things like a rasta sprinter. The way you want the game I rub off like henner. I remain like a tattoo with natural raps. Copy like
-
fall. . Provided we all heed the call. . Comin from the muslim, or the rasta man. . Two forms of a positive blackman. . W. E. B. Du Bois and Booker T. . King and X, Farrakhan and Jesse
-
fall. . Provided we all heed the call. . Comin from the muslim, or the rasta man. . Two forms of a positive blackman. . W. E. B. Du Bois and Booker T. . King and X, Farrakhan and Jesse
-
fall. . Provided we all heed the call. . Comin from the muslim, or the rasta man. . Two forms of a positive blackman. . W. E. B. Du Bois and Booker T. . King and X, Farrakhan and Jesse
-
Skepta. You wanna act like a G for the camera. You say you're Muslim, you say you're Rasta. Say you don't eat pork, don't eat pussy. Liar, you're just a actor. Blud, you're not on your deen. And if
-
Song Building A Mystery - Sarah Mclachlan. You come out at night. That's when the energy comes. And the dark side's light. And the vampires roam. You strut your rasta wear. And your suicide poem. And
-
You come out at night. That's when the energy comes. And the dark side's light. And the vampires roam. You strut your rasta wear. And your suicide poem. And a cross from a faith that died. Before
-
mày phải đi xuống uuu. Không chung hướng và tao biết mình đã làm điều đúng. Mỗi khi flow theo cách tao muốn, tao thấy nó cuốn hút. Ya ya! 10 pound smoke like Rasta. Stay back from the camera. Can’t
-
hips, I hit, so bring the Goya, oh boy. As I say, Hasta Manana soft and chewy Honky Kong fooey. Reggae not Rasta tough stuff, can I rock? What's up doc? Can we rock?. What's up doc? Can we rock
-
soaking, yeah it's bath time. Verse 1 Young Thug. I put a nine inside a two liter. I'ma send her right back because I know you need her. Start about fake ***, I shall call my people. Shout out to rasta
-
always want (aaa-aaah) to control you forever, eh!. (forever, forever). So if a fire make it burn (make it burn, make it burn). And if a blood make ya run (make ya run, run, run),. Rasta de 'pon top (aaa
-
and dem a-go work this out (we no know);. We no know how we and dem a-go work it out (no, we don't know);. (we no know how we and dem a-go work this out. ) rasta!. (we no know how we and dem a-go work
-
. La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la. Digiritan-tan, digiritan-tan-tan-tan, digiritan-tan-tan-tan. Dice Daddy Yankee, que no tira' personal y dice. Pensaron hacerle sentirle un poco de rasta. A quien no para
-
fi know. What kinda tings pop me corn. Real Rasta man to come. And sprinkle di lawn. And give her di cabin stabbing dem. From evenings to dawn. Well all of the feminine. Gender mi warn. Take
-
get my last swig of Vodka. R. I. P. , we'll donate your lungs to a rasta. Went from turntables to mp3s. From "Beat Street" to commercials on Mickey D's. From gold cables to Jacobs. From plain
-
get my last swig of Vodka. R. I. P. , we'll donate your lungs to a rasta. Went from turntables to mp3s. From "Beat Street" to commercials on Mickey D's. From gold cables to Jacobs. From plain