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Ganja Field

 

Ganja Field


I wanna grow a ganja field so fricking bad
Grow all of the herb I never had
I wanna be on the cover of
High Times magazine
Standing next to Damian Marley
Now every time I close my eyes
I see my ganja paradise (yeah)
The scent of marijuana's in the air I swear
The world better prepare the ganja farmer is here (mi deyah)

Yo mi sell it by the acre yo mi sell it by the pound
Theres no shortage here theres enough to go around
Theres no need to fuss and theres no need to fight
Welcome one and all to this ganja paradise
Theres more than enough to attract a smile
The sweet smelling goodness in each and every mile
Theres no need to rush you can stay for a while
I got a pot a ganja tea and it soon start fi boil
Would you kindly take a second to observe the soil
Its full of richness and it is very fertile
And you can play in the field and run around like a child
This is the ganja wonderland let your imaginations run wild

Don't forget me, Mary Jane nuh left mi lonely (baby)
Please don't forget me my green nurse
Only you alone can quench dis yah thirst
And all I see is green and no mi nah talk bout money
Di supmn weh mi have come in sweet like honey yeah
Beg yuh do not disturb low mi till mi done it
Theres supmn bout dis herb mi cyan stop bun it now
I wanna grow a ganja field so fricking bad
Grow all of the herb I never had
And all I see is green and no mi nah talk bout money
Di supmn weh mi have come in sweet like honey yeah
(Grow all of the herb I never had)
Mi a guh bun di highest grades from the finest crops
From the plain lands to the mountain tops
Lay down inna mi hammock kick back and relax
Di only sound mi hear is the rain drops like (ooouuu...)

Don't forget me, I woulda neva eva eva neva leave yuh lonely yeah
Please don't forget me my green nurse
Only you alone can quench dis yah thirst (yeah I)
Yeah I, TELL DEM
Inna mi ganja paradise everyting nice

LOVE AND UNITY, INNA DI COMMUNITY
SAY WHAT YOU WANT CUZ IT'S NOTHING NEW TO ME

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