Venetian Snares - Hand Throw lyrics
[Venetian Snares - Hand Throw lyrics]
She-e-e-e-e-e- She know
This is excellent you know da yute promotion
Camp one Robert and
Us Ci-i-ivilizi-i-ing Foundation
Number one sound inna Belgium an Norway
Kick-kick-kick-ck i-i-it while we a say
Talk 'bout mi brown, Jah Jah know, say
Mi black
Mi slim, mi tell 'em Burro Banton no fat
Mi deejay fi ballhead an' dreadlocks
An' carry mi weak spot down
In mi diamond socks
Mi favorite color, dat are yellow an' black
An' when mi go at show, yes
Mi sit dung in a box
Show weh we watch star by Silver Fox
We badder than dis ting out of a galliwasp
You trouble raw wire, say
You bound fi get shot you hang a man
You hang him high in a treetop
A sound get drop, a Civilize do dat
It must be the lyrics that a Burro-im chat
Slim an' mi no fat, man, mi culture
Mi no slack
But, I man as a deejay, know mi nah turn back
Say, tick-a-tick-a tack weh make
Di people-dem rock
Di jack a from di pack a man a rule any flock
Wa dat, a Civilize it a clap boom wah dis
Wa dat, a Foundation a chat boom wah dis
Wa dat, a Civilize it a chat boom wah dis
Wa dat, a Foundation a chat boom wah dis
True, nuff a sniff di coke an'
Nuff a melt di rock an' nuff of dem a gwan
Like dem are bobo dreadlocks
Selassie I God nuff of dem did a mock
An' nuff of dem are wolves, man
In a sheep frock
Weh still a sniff coke an' still a melt rock
An' still a follow freaks
But mi nah in a dat
We have fi hold dem, beat dem badly
Cut off dem dreadlocks
An' race dem outta Zion with
A barrage of shot true, nuff of dem a sting
Civilize it a shock
We come in like a mountain
Weh build outta rock we come in like a nut a
Weh you just cyan crack
Weh still a sniff coke an' still a melt rock
Run- that- rhythm
Go! Ye, ye, ye, ye, ye, ye, ho-ho!
Go!
Run that motherfucking rhythm 'cause we ready
Antwerp massive!
This is excellent you know da yute promotion
Camp one Robert and
Us Ci-i-ivilizi-i-ing Foundation
Number one sound inna Belgium an Norway
Kick-kick-kick-ck i-i-it while we a say
Talk 'bout mi brown, Jah Jah know, say
Mi black
Mi slim, mi tell 'em Burro Banton no fat
Mi deejay fi ballhead an' dreadlocks
An' carry mi weak spot down
In mi diamond socks
Mi favorite color, dat are yellow an' black
An' when mi go at show, yes
Mi sit dung in a box
Show weh we watch star by Silver Fox
We badder than dis ting out of a galliwasp
You trouble raw wire, say
You bound fi get shot you hang a man
You hang him high in a treetop
A sound get drop, a Civilize do dat
It must be the lyrics that a Burro-im chat
Slim an' mi no fat, man, mi culture
Mi no slack
But, I man as a deejay, know mi nah turn back
Say, tick-a-tick-a tack weh make
Di people-dem rock
Di jack a from di pack a man a rule any flock
Wa dat, a Civilize it a clap boom wah dis
Wa dat, a Foundation a chat boom wah dis
Wa dat, a Civilize it a chat boom wah dis
Wa dat, a Foundation a chat boom wah dis
True, nuff a sniff di coke an'
Nuff a melt di rock an' nuff of dem a gwan
Like dem are bobo dreadlocks
Selassie I God nuff of dem did a mock
An' nuff of dem are wolves, man
In a sheep frock
Weh still a sniff coke an' still a melt rock
An' still a follow freaks
But mi nah in a dat
We have fi hold dem, beat dem badly
Cut off dem dreadlocks
An' race dem outta Zion with
A barrage of shot true, nuff of dem a sting
Civilize it a shock
We come in like a mountain
Weh build outta rock we come in like a nut a
Weh you just cyan crack
Weh still a sniff coke an' still a melt rock
Run- that- rhythm
Go! Ye, ye, ye, ye, ye, ye, ho-ho!
Go!
Run that motherfucking rhythm 'cause we ready
Antwerp massive!