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Lord, Lord Yo dawg, yo dawg, police ah come Dash 'way di weed, dash 'way di weed Dash 'way what? Well this one is dedicated to all Real herb medicine and real ganja man Empire Productions Real, real, real herb medicine Jamaica to Croatia, go straight back to Switzerland True mi seh Pass mi ah spliff and mek mi blaze it Babylon bwoy dem want fi chase mi But mi nuh 'fraid of dem and dem law Tell dem, "Nah, you must be sick, you must be crazy" True mi seh, eh Pass mi ah spliff and mek mi blaze it Babylon bwoy dem want fi chase mi But mi nuh 'fraid of dem and dem law Tell dem, "Ah, ah, nah, Mr. Officer" Only a real ganja man know weh mi ah talk 'bout Wake up in di morning wid a spliff inna mi mouth You can smell the sensi when you come inna mi house Plant it by the acre and we sell it by the pound And when di sun come out and mi decide fi touch di road I always have a likkle piece wrap up inna mi pouch Two spliff a hour, mix up wid some drag and skunk Catch mi pon di corner wid mi head inna di clouds Mi hear seh police deh pon di road ah patrol Ah look down fi lock up and put pon parole Mi just done one and have another one fi roll But before mi could ah do it him drape mi up inna di crowd Him seh, "Woi deh, Mr. Man, you ah move like you're bold" Mi seh, "Mr. Officer, you're flexing like a pussyhole" Why you nuh want di sensimilla fi grow? Fi get di ganja legalize, shoulda be your main goal But no, you rather be a real bumbohole A what kind of meds you ah hold? Him seh, "Young man, calm down, you need to watch your tone" Mi seh, "No, you disturb mi meds, heads ah go roll" So heads ah go roll, heads ah go roll Marijuana keep mi warm like mi catty when mi cold Mi seh, heads ah go roll, heads ah go roll Ah try stop di food fi mi soul True mi seh Pass mi ah spliff and mek mi blaze it Babylon bwoy dem want fi chase mi But mi nuh 'fraid of dem and dem law Tell dem, "Nah, you must be sick, you must be crazy" True mi seh, eh Pass mi ah spliff and mek mi blaze it Babylon bwoy dem want fi chase mi But mi nuh 'fraid of dem and dem law Tell dem, "Ah, ah, nah, Mr. Officer" Herbs ah ting weh mek you feel like a King, put you pon a higher vibration I was born wid a pound of the green so Man ah bun weed from mi age of foundation Tell di doctor fi try my weed, it make di Blind man see and even mek di dumb sing song Under that di Babylon ah preach, try cut My trees, I beg you rearrange your plan I like that kush inna di bush, Mr. Indica Weed licker, that weh mek you high tan bread Calico and Rizzla, '92 Sizzla, that ah my morning pledge Mi and my catty build ah dutchie when mi ready Fi touch it, whole night she ah bawl and beg (Aight, you know what? Mek mi finish Tell you di story, see me, listen) Yo, now mi deh inna di police station Dem put mi finger inna ink like a polling station Check mi bag, check mi wallet fi mi information One piece of sticky put me in a sticky situation Di officer ask mi fi cooperation Mi seh, "Not until you know ah just di legislation" Then him seh, "Why you pursuing di altercation?" Mi seh, "You will understand one day when you blaze one," oh Pass mi ah spliff and mek mi blaze it Babylon bwoy dem want fi chase mi But mi nuh 'fraid of dem and dem law Tell dem, "Nah, you must be sick, you must be crazy" True mi seh, eh Pass mi ah spliff and mek mi blaze it Babylon bwoy dem want fi chase mi But mi nuh 'fraid of dem and dem law Tell dem, "Ah, ah, nah, Mr. Officer" Lord, Lord