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Yes,
Dunwoody's mighty a conqueror
At your service
The life and living colors
You don't know of none
But the other one is like a creeper
Say
you got your money,
your car Living like a star,
but still you're far from
char Say you got your life,
that's great,
but you're
not holy faith See, say you're far from char
Say you got your money,
your car Living like a star,
but still you're far from
char Got almost everything,
and still you know the
king Inna the land to the devil, never swing
No call wrath and far right inna no folly
Evil and darkness stay inna your wally
Corruption get scooped,
them colors finally They say violate,
but man don't know
na you been in rally Here in here,
you got to know what you're
composed Come go to my be,
corruption get composed
But mind inna your blood,
it makes you get pout-pout You a beast amongst the rest,
that beast say you're powerful
Say you got your money,
your car Living like a star,
but still you're far from char
Say you got your life,
that's great,
but you're not holy faith See,
say you're far from char
Say you got your money,
your car Living like a star,
but still you're far from char
Got almost everything,
and still you know the king Inna the land to the devil,
never swing
Them got time fi the hype and time
fi the bling Time fi the corruption,
the pollution and ting
No moment,
no time,
inna life fi the king You judge men,
them go to go and swing
Who don't depend the hype fi the little Try show love,
no care how little
Own hate and grudge,
no try fi the little Corruption fill you up,
but mind a go seek your own
Say you got your money,
your car Living like a star,
but still you're far from char
Say you got your life,
that's great,
but you're not holy faith
See,
say you're far from char Say you got your money,
your car Living like a star,
but still you're far from char Got almost everything,
and still you know the king Inna the land to the devil,
never swing
Look at all that you gave,
still your life inna pain You live it is a shame
You don't know Rastafari, you lay
You got a evil look, you need a face wipe
Man a talk to you de front,
you need a straight ride
Me no need to see how corruption taste
like Rastafari every night and the daylight
Say you got your money,
your car Living like a star,
but still you're far from char
Say you got your life,
that's great,
but you're not holy faith See,
say you're far from char
Say you got your money,
your car Living like a star,
but still you're far from char
Got almost everything,
and still you know the king Inna the land to the devil,
never swing