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She Was Young And She Was Pretty

She was young and she was pretty
She was warm and tender too
She was all a man could ask for
But her heart could not be true
No, her heart could not be true
 
Eyes that sparkle just like diamonds
Lips as fresh as morning dew
She was young and she was fickle
And her heart could not be true
No, her heart could not be true
 
Cheeks just like a rose when blooming
And a form so fine and rare
Curls that hung below her shoulders
Gold the color of her hair
 
Now she's gone no one can claim her
In my cell I'm sad and blue
One bright night I shot and killed her
She was young and so untrue
She was young and so untrue
 
One bright night I watched another
Kissed her like I used to do
So I drew my gun and killed her
She was young and so untrue
 
In the morning just at daybreak
When the roses kissed the dew
I shall hang because I killed her
She was young and so untrue
She was young and so untrue
 

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Bath

Time, like an ever-rolling stream, bears all it's sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream dies at the op'ning day
 
Rub-a-dub-dub
It's time for a scrub
So through clouds of steam
To a cracked and faded cream
Bath-tub wanders frail
Aphrodite, so pale
Pink and white
She is naked as sin
Wearing nothing but a grin
And a pin in her hair
Will she be drowned?
Found
With her hair tied behind
Shoulders back
And head inclined
To the sound of music
Playing above
Bathing her in love
But darkness and fear
Will disappear like the soap
When she opens her eyes
 
She throws back her dormer windows
Morning light shows Ophelia raised
From her watery grave in a brave new world
 

Stop

Gone too far
Gone too long
Messed it up completely
Till everything is wrong
Stop, start over, start again
You better stop, start over, start again
 
Too many pieces
Too much to chew
How can you ever win
When you're so scared to loose
You better stop, start over, start again
Stop, start over, start again
 
Walk away
See what it looks like from here
If you stay you will only drown
In a mass of fear
 
You need to sleep
You need a break
You got to find out before it's to late
Stop, start again
You better stop, start over, start again
 

Pass the Dutchie

This generation
Rules the nation
With version
 
Music happen to be the food of love
Sounds to really make you rub and scrub
(scatting) I say
 
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
It a go bun, give me music, make me jump and prance
It a go dung, give me the music, make me rockin' at the dance
(Jah know!)
 
It was a cool and lonely breezy afternoon
(How does it feel when you've got no food ?)
You could feel it cause it was the month of June
(How does it feel when you've got no food ?)
So I left my gate and went out for a walk
(How does it feel when you've got no food ?)
As I pass the dreadlocks' camp I heard them say
(How does it feel when you've got no food ?)
 
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
It a go bun, give me music, make me jump and prance
It a go dung, give me the music, make me rockin' at the dance
(Jah know!)
 
(scatting)
 
So I stopped to find out what was going on
(How does it feel when you've got no food ?)
Cause the spirit of Jah, you know he leads you on
(How does it feel when you've got no food ?)
There was a ring of dreads and a session was there in swing
(How does it feel when you've got no food ?)
You could feel the chill as I seen and heard them say
(How does it feel when you've got no food ?)
 
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
It a go bun, give me music, make me jump and prance
It a go dung, give me the music, make me rockin' at the dance
(Jah know!)
 
Cause me say listen to the drummer, me say listen to the bass
Give me little music make me wind up me waist
Me say listen to the drummer, me say listen to the bass
Give me little music make me wind up me waist, I say
 
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
It a go bun, give me music, make me jump and prance
It a go dung, give me the music, make me rockin' at the dance
(Jah know!)
 
You play it on the radio
And so me say, we a go hear it on the stereo
And so me know you a go play it on the disco
And so me say we a go hear it on the stereo
 
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
Pass the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side
It a go bun, give me music, make me jump and prance
It a go dung, give me the music, make me rockin' at the dance
(Jah know!)
 
I say east, say west, say north and south
This is gonna really make us jump and shout
 

Cocaina

Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina
I don’t wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina
You can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina
You can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina
I do this shit for my familia
Turn a half to a whole thing
With cocaina you will make a name
If you wanna make a mountain
Gotta turn that kitchen to a hurricane
Trapping out the boarded houses
Don’t go check the door without John Wayne
All white bricks, plain Jane
Pure cocaina cane, cocaina cane
Have you ever seen a drop before?
Have you ever seen a drought? (Hell nah)
Have you ever seen a pot before?
Fishscale jumping out
Everybody know cocaina make the whole world turn around
Out of Venezuela talking cocaina with the plug right now (cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina
I don’t wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina
You can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina
You can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina
I do this shit for my familia
Ysl YSL
Migos ‘til I’m dead and pale
No cop whip it like a Chef
Count that profit like, yeah
Throttled up look like a crocker
Got some bad hoes up in Minneapolis
Got some crosses round my neck like pastors
Fuck a father like son, bitch, we bastards (fuck 'em)
Got some baking soda, that’s what sells a plug
I wanna see some heels, cooking make me love
Yeah, I got that dope like pieces, I would love to meet ya
I done beat it, beat it, now she say she bleeding
Don’t mislead her, treat her now she knows it’s easy
She know it’s easy yea
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina
I don’t wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina
You can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina
You can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina
I do this shit for my familia
Cocaina, call it Miley Cyrus (cocaina)
Actavis ‘cause we don’t drink that wise shit
They talking about the Migos we spreading like we a virus
Thinking about running up on me, think I’m sweet, I wouldn’t advise it
Diamonds build our temperature up, fucking run it to the closet
Chopper make you do whatever I say niggas call me Simon
When they growing all pinocchio, nigga, but I ain’t lying
Most of these bitches ain’t mine, I fuck them then move down the line
See that cocaina gon’ bring you to crime
And that cocaina gon’ start bringing the fire
But get caught with that cocaina get time
You been fucking up and run at the wrong time
It can be a crumb they gon’ charge you like it’s a dime
Looking at my neck and wrist like why I can’t shine
Looking at the IA like why can’t I rise?
Cocaina come out the boat and it’s certified
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina
I don’t wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina
You can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina
You can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina
I do this shit for my familia