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Double Drat
Roots Manuva
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My free my mind, unwind, then I slam
Nothing can stop Smith, watch me now go jam
Looking to get me my ounce, now I clap 'em
I've seen scenes from Pluto to Saturn
My free my mind, unwind, then I slam
Nothing can stop Smith, watch me now go jam
Looking to get me my ounce, now I clap 'em
I've seen scenes from Pluto to Saturn
Memory 'caine, memory bane, memory pain
Memory stain, memory lane, memory drain
Nothing don't change when we're looking for change, man
Plenty pence piece and a fat gold chain
And it ain't what we worry 'bout, hurry 'bout, in a curry bout
What's your curry mouth? With ten style, scream and shout
Get the frig out 'bout your ips, man
Push up your lips, I done did the did for my disco bit
Hella Crips with them drainpipes
That's the same types that wouldn't test the crack, no
Give me them high grades, them similar ways that we raise
We stay particular to the ridiculous
Stick with us, we plush, man, causing a fuss, man
Stick with us, we plush, from dust to dust, man
My free my mind, unwind, then I slam
Nothing can stop Smith, watch me now go jam
Looking to get me my ounce, now I clap 'em
I've seen scenes from Pluto to Saturn
My free my mind, unwind, then I slam
Nothing can stop Smith, watch me now go jam
Looking to get me my ounce, now I clap 'em
I've seen scenes from Pluto to Saturn
When I check it out, man, nuff wan fi doubt, man
Nuff wan fi clout, man, can't tell me nowt, man
I'm in it, I bring it, Hong ding, the gong ding it
I sing it, I bring it back, my locomotive
Approach with a passion, surpass by a few
Do what we done do-do, don't trust no juju
A weh do you? A weh do she? A weh do he?
A fe we ting, you can't take it, and so we set it
Connected to connecting, ever inspecting
The dead king, I will wreck, the phone'll ring
Sobering, I soldier on
I take a hit from the bong then sing my song-song
Nothing ain't wrong when this long is too long
Nothing ain't wrong when this long is too strong
My free my mind, unwind, then I slam
Nothing can stop Smith, watch me now go jam
Looking to get me my ounce, now I clap 'em
I've seen scenes from Pluto to Saturn
My free my mind, unwind, then I slam
Nothing can stop Smith, watch me now go jam
Looking to get me my ounce, now I clap 'em
I've seen scenes from Pluto to Saturn
Tackle that, hackle that, background of bric-a-brac
Knock it with my cricket bat, that's that, my format
Out on a blaps, man, perhaps, man, my pro-hab
Be the knack of roots rap, foot tap
Where the hell your mind be at?
That's recognized, that's that's too dapper things
It happens that we're happening
Like peeps be scattering when gats go rattling
It's a full-time battle thing
Let me tell you some fling, bling-bling or non-bling
This ain't your regular flim-flam or mumbling
This is the original 09 something
My free my mind, unwind, then I slam
Nothing can stop Smith, watch me now go jam
Looking to get me my ounce, now I clap 'em
I've seen scenes from Pluto to Saturn
My free my mind, unwind, then I slam
Nothing can stop Smith, watch me now go jam
Looking to get me my ounce, now I clap 'em
I've seen scenes from Pluto to Saturn
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