every morning i praises jah for this faces i see.... This air that i breath bt i still see some haters. Who wanna take it from me. Put me down six feet. Lay me down as a rock, theyll trample on me But i still thank God, yes, And i bless jah cause hes standing by me. Through all of the stress and the madness. Recess and my up grace All day i dey chante so i fear not what you say Im the son of the sun, in love with the one chilling on top like a cloud on the run So even if you stood pointing the gun. Pull the trigger na yourself you go burn.... I dey twale, Baba which way! I pray...............
Posted on: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 23:00:14 +0000