Hello, you've come here in search of release, huh? Feeling the need to inspire your soul? Wanting to disappear to a place you could feel outside of your skin? Well, you've found one: a place within my mind

Aww they say uhh A black man is a pimp Well let me tell you the biggest pimp On planet motherfuckin' Earth, is her momma It's her momma that told her, "Get a man that got a good job girl, Make sure he got a good car girl, Make sure he can take you out

Well a wah dem wudda do, hungry belly stop fear An decide fi tek from all who nah share An one man pull up and kick off anywhere Cah hungry nuh business a who life a spare A wah dem wudda do, hunger keep conference An mek criminal and police tun friend

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week

Hey, uh, Grandpa Rick, can we maybe Maybe I can pick what we listen to next? You know We've been in this ship for like three hours now Well, Morty That entirely depends on whether or not you have the mental capacity To pick something I would be willing

(Tell me more, tell me more) But, uh oh, those summer nights Well-a, well-a, well-a, uh! Summer lovin', had me a blast Summer lovin', happened so fast Met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away To, uh oh, those summer

Exodus, movement of Jah people Uh, uh-huh hmm Babylon position the queen and set the pawn And start transform like Deceptacon Anytime delegates have a discrepence Well a bare tension with some long weapons Night vision upon the attack mission Colaliton

King selassie Mek dem well brighttt And endorse di ghetto youth dem Africa shall rise Yuh nuh see seh poor people a get wise Who nuh ramp with me again Endorse di ghetto youth dem Yuh nuh see seh jah jah people a get wise Jerusalem shall rise

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away When I was a child my family would travel Down to

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week