Rastaman Wheel Out

Chronixx

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    Rasta man wheel out
    And know you have it there
    Rasta man wheel out
    And come over here
    Officer ease out, don't you have no fear?
    Officer ease out and don't you judge me by my hair

    I was yadding down the lane
    And I buck up in an old blue seem
    And he ask why my eye so red
    I said it's the good old cally green

    Rasta man wheel out
    And know you have it there
    Rasta man wheel out
    And come over here
    Officer ease out, don't you have no fear?
    Officer ease out and don't you judge me by my hair

    Him see my hair have tie like a Taliban
    And him swear seh mi got it man
    And him a search fi a spliff couldn't find it
    Never know seh mi is a challis man
    This a no recent thing and a no Chronixx one
    It is an ancient tradition
    It is a gift to the wise
    And a long time dem a scheme in a Afghanistan
    Indian and Pakistan, not to mention African
    The best indeed inna West Indies
    Burning by the rivers of babylon
    Westmoreland have the baddest one
    Weh send yo brain pon a magic carpet
    So Mr. Officer mek wi talk yaw
    Because a the same one inna Chronixx pocket

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    I've being steaming from morning
    Till my eyes got red
    And I don't got no money
    What can I do for my self

    Rasta man wheel out
    And know you have it there
    Rasta man wheel out
    And come over here
    Officer ease out, don't you have no fear?
    Officer ease out and don't you touch me by my hair

    I was walking down the street
    And I buck up in a old DC
    He said that's the smell of the good old trees
    Rasta man what can you do for me

    Rasta man wheel out
    And know you have it there
    Rasta man wheel out
    And come over here
    Officer ease out, don't you have no fear?
    Officer ease out and don't you touch me by my hair

    Regular walking pon Sunday morning
    Everything nice and ease
    Mi just charging fi go a mi yard
    Fi go put on mi rice and peas
    One Martinique up the road wid me and the old blue seem
    All who fret up on get release already
    So DC don't disturb my peace

    Officer ease out cause money no grow pon tree
    Officer ease out after you no cunning like me
    And him seh rasta man ease out
    Don't run up in the jeep
    And I say officer cool out
    Yo cyaa run faster than me

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