Ya Mama (Palm Springs Demo)

歌詞

What you know about that Fallen! Fallen Babylon! The so called great. Dead weight Dread 'bout to update The death rate, in one take Make no mistake We the real deala The radical, natural born wig splitta Gonna get cha with the style That make your soul holla, more drama The on droppa the sure sotta Rock it steady, we ready Till the track is diminished And when the dog goes belly up Consider it finished chorus: Sounds like it's Jah to me Sounds like it's Jah to me The sum of everything, ya Close your eyes so you can see Peace love and harmony Sounds like it's Jah to me, ya We keep on moving like don't stop Let it go. Soul to soul Dread at the controls Tag 'em up and label them John Doe The raw flow Rebuild the new style empire Blazing required like that Fourth man on fire This guns for hire Take the vow of the Nazarene To come clean Like crazy baldheads (knot I mean) Wickedness fear the style of the deathblow Carve the name across your chest In case the dogcatcher want to know chorus It's gotta be Jah It's gotta be Jah, Jah, Jah Jah, Jah, Jah JAH! JAH! JAH! JAH! chorus What could it be, Jah What could it be, Jah What could it be