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Come Shock Out

 

Come Shock Out


[Intro:]
Lay the king love is all I bring love is all I know
This naw go meck yo dance paw yo toe
Nuff respect to di terrify power
Music every minute every hour

[Verse 1:]
Cause mi seh 1966 selassie touch Jamaica
A real argument da one ya a no vaga
Every morning as mi rise mi haffi read a scripture
Fi attack pagans like di pearl harbor
Big up Rodney Pryce yuh a di godfather
And yo know mi hail di king a king a Ethiopia
Burn out badmine and obeah worker
And dash another fire pon di one Lucifer
Read mi own a scripture mi no need no preacher
If yuh educate yo self yuh no need no teacher
And mi love mi black color so burn out bleacher
No gimmi no may or no moo no pie no pizza
Cause a straight oilaloo or sea creature
And right ya now mi think da verse ya could a longer
Cause yo have a set a man a spar wid bad Oder
Gwaan go cleanse yo arm pit with baking soda
And go wash yo dutty heart with coconut water
Cause yo heart haffi clean fi hail Jehovah

[Chorus:]
Come shock out
Come shock out
Come shock out
Come

Come shock out
Come shock out
Come shock out
Come

Come shock out
Come shock out
And catch da style yah

Come shock out
Come shock out
Versatile ya

[Verse 2:]
And big up escoliva an D' major
Torch on Romaine Vergo one Tameka
All di one RC an di one Brown Sugar
And yo know which part fi find wi that a six balata
As a DJ yo know mi haffi rate tiger
No nam a people yard no gut no wanger
And fi meck fi mi jam yuh haffi have guava
FI purge out mi self a some serousi bitter
Bongo herb an not di chimmy an scrape di grater
And real percussionist when him a spin di cabba-saw
A who arrange di horns that a Dean Frazer
Yow yo waan fi si him draw when him a blow di sox saw
And when last yo hear from tipper lee an rapper
Whooo yea
No robber wi a no chain Grabber
And don't harass mi Mr Officer
And Rip to di Minot Sugar
Hi a sprinter stay a long distance runner
Seh wi come a far way from escort an Lana
Quarter million encavatasa

[Chorus]

[Intro]

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