[Bob Marley]
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Herb... herb is a PLANT
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I mean, herbs are good for everyt'ing
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Why, why deez people want to do so much good
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for everyone, who call themselves governments
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and this and that?
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Why dem say you must not use the herb?
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You see? What dem say, dem just say
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"No you musn't use it, you musn't use it because
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it make you rebel" ... against what?
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Against men who wan crave because dem crave
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for the t'ings actually
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Dem have, some material t'ings
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and dem wanna captivate your mind until you say
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"Well you have to work, and put in pension
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and then keep it all" ... so herb make you look
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'pon yourself and, instead of you wan' work for the man
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You want, you want, you want fi
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You want fi every one of the man to
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Not in the sense of "oh it is" but in the sense of
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why should you have to bow to these things?
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That means you're your own man
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and you're first and your own yourself!
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You do what you want to do
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Anything people want to say about it they ain't over here
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Well I've been a rasta from ever since, you know
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But, it's not all that I've been a rasta, it's
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All line thinkin to grow
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Cause what is is what is
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From beginning to the end, you can never change
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So let us rasta from creation
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So herb make you look
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'pon yourself and, instead of you wan' work for the man
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You want, you want, you want fi
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You want fi every one of the man to
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Not in the sense of "oh it is" but in the sense of
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why should you have to bow to these things?
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That means you're your own man
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and you're first and your own yourself!
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You do what you want to do
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Anything people want to say about it they ain't over here
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Cause what is is what is
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[Domo Genesis]
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Yo, even though I can't see from the position which I'm standin
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We gon' make it to the top and we gon' fuckin crash land it
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See it in my dreams, I just finally understand it
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I am livin this shit out exactly how my visions planned it
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No time for that dormant shit, naw I'm high flyin
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We gon' get on this shit or we gon' die tryin
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But I got a lotta livin left, so I'm high grindin
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My shades on through the night cause I can see my light shinin
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What up though? Especially to the ones that really hate it
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Shout out to the bitches comin 'round once we make it
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I'm glad I could be around to see you up at your fakest
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Assures me on what side of this shit I need to keep my placement
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I'll never let you niggaz get my soul
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My heart is just another story that's never been told
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This ain't no Drake shit, and that crying's gettin old
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I realized my faith, my decisions are getting bold
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And love is time consumin, so these bitches get me cold
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I apologize for the wait, now let them papers roll
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Or maybe that's just me, submerged behind the smoke
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Promised momma I'll do it, so fuck it, here it go
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Make all these blogs and critics feel the young nigga flow
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The floor plan left on the ground is where I drew it
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I guess these the same grounds where I had to prove it
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The shit I stress so much about, told you I'd do it
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Yeah, Domo Genesis
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And this was "Rolling Papers"
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Hope y'all enjoyed me on my first one
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Many more to come
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Odd Future, Wolf Gang
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Salute me gang
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Yeah!
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Peace, that was cheesy as fuck, I said peace
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Alright, bye motherfuckers
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Last Roll
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| Domo Genesis |
