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

Uh, and I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And I heard 'em say (nothin's ever promised tomorrow today) but we'll find a way (And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way) (Mr. West) Uh, yeah, uh,

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

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

No coca, no coca, no coca inna mi brain No coca and nuh ero inga go inna mi vein 'Cause I love (marijuana) Cah man a real(ganja farmer) 'Cos I love (marijuana) 'Cause man a real(ganja farmer) Ganja farmer. Well puppa go a England

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

Dear life, I'm holding on Dear life, I'm holding on, uh How long must I wait Before the thrill is gone, uh You sang your swan song to the dogs 'Cause they made mincemeat of the dreams you hung your hopes on So you cut it out, well your sins cost While

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

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

All right, okay As long as it's funky We'll make it funky for you now I'm a child of the ah, the 87 ah From the streets; get on a beat and go ah I could break it down like whatever ya ah On some K-R-S be-here-forever-type, uh