Jamaican Rhapsody

Ronald Reggae

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    Is this the real leaf?
    Is this the cannabis?
    Caught on the dry side
    Must escape from reality
    Just legalize
    And I'm gonna plant my seeds
    I'm just a homeboy
    Weed is no luxury
    I need a doobie here
    Doobie there
    Little high
    Very high
    Everywhere the weeds grows
    No law really matters to me
    To me

    Ganja
    Never killed a man
    Put a blunt against his head
    Light the lighter, now he's dead
    Ganja, everybody
    Is a gift from God!
    So why go and throw it all away?

    Ganja! Oohoo (let the weed grow)
    It's meant to make you fly
    If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
    Pass it on, pass it on!
    Save me some for later

    Too late
    The time has come
    Getting legal 'round the world
    And improving all the time
    Goodbye prohibition
    Grass has got to grow
    Gotta leave ignorance behind
    And spread the buds!

    Ganja! Oohoo
    We all wanna fly
    This magical herb should be distributed to all

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    I need a little single puff of a spliff
    Purple kush! Purple kush!
    Will you make me one to go?
    Skunk and northern lights aren't
    Very, very frightening me!
    Marcus Garvey! Marcus Garvey
    Marcus Garvey! Marcus Garvey
    Bobaro Marleyfico
    Marleyfico!

    I'm just a homeboy, nobody stones me
    He's just a homeboy, from a dry neighborhood
    Spare him his grass
    From this illegality

    Easy plant, easy grow
    Will you let me grow?

    Indica!
    No! We will not let you grow!
    (Let me grow!)
    Indica!
    We will not let you grow!
    (Let me grow!)
    Indica!
    We will not let you grow!
    (Let me grow!)
    Will not let you grow!
    (Let me grow!)
    Will not let you grow!
    Let me grow!
    Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

    Sensimillia (Sensimillia)
    Sensimillia let me grow!
    Beelzebud, has a devil put aside for me
    For me
    For me!

    So you think you can stone me
    And pliffs make me high?
    So you think you can come here
    And outsmoke the-I?
    Ooooh, bredrin
    Pass it on to me bredrin
    Just gotta get high
    Just gotta get high
    Righ now!

    No law really matters
    Anyone can smoke
    No law really matters
    No law really to the-I

    Everywhere the weed grows

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