If I fall in the field and ain't no more air for me Pour some on the ground and put one in the air for me Tell my enemies fu.. 'em, they know already but fu.. 'em Tell 'em again with a middle finger and a chuckle You don't know nann ni..., nope, uh uh This famous that'll still throw copper Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle Fire the ganja back up Throw some blow in my tobacco One match left, this the last turn Santeria candles in my sanctuary burn I'mma earn 'til the last court adjourn 'Til the last gavel drop we gon' have it locked We gon' have it locked We gon' have it locked
Nhial Gatyung
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