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roots manuva - fever كلمات أغنية

smoky, smoky!

it’s the band that we dozy, magnifico
shimmy with my band singing ticky_tongue low
room in the mainland, ten_speeds in the transit van
we rap, sing, jam, soul_clap
nice up your party with raw rockiness
izza iza t’ing! god bless
unstoppable solo, d_mn necessary like breeze
we gots in can’t get dust like fleas
what the h_ll is with the guessing?
ideas ain’t sh_t, lest you ready, willing, down to commit
through the blood sweat and pain, we far from sane
nuts’ll break swinging with this joyful noise
nuff grace and poise
the crack of dawn rise up, done smoke this spiza
depana mova, we don’t stop too cold, we don’t stop groove
wouldn’t too sweet might rot all the t__th

chorus:
when we have the fever
bona fide _ tis we, tis i
said geezer _ “well!”

scream out the phrase with the uppercase beat
progress from whence my third eye see
through the traps that were laid
living death played
each and every time we raise, we bring cuff
let them snakes stay soldiers, be told
“you can’t cram this mode!”
right now we catching heat ‘pon road
it’s like city to city, town to town, outback to outback
knack for this roots rappin’
bona fide, tis i, the groundbreaker
melodies from where we stay taken to jamaica
tongue of the street, jagged signal flow
some low_down disgusting acquittal for the truth
too ??
reject recruit
far flung flingin’ the dung the young soak in
mood flipper
mr “yes, yes i’ve london pride”
back to flip, flip to back, return of the black
dress up in my walley mack
chorus

two jar guinness and some yard food
got me in the mood for some singing
freestyle flinging, bringing
you and yours and your best friend’s dog
‘pon a journey inside the mind of a rebel
we stand tall, dude, we shall not be moved
manuv_ing through, yeah, nicen up your region
who the h_ll you healing, won’t you heal thyself?
let them dreams run free, make no duns just speak (??)
g’wan with the piddy self without chest
stronghearted youth ‘pon a strong_hearted quest
singing “ya yes yes, furthermore yes!”
movements gwi’darn now we safe from harm
the cream to that rises to keep that c_nt living good
he pass the big bad smoke
’cause plastic fumes come from plastic folk

chorus

- roots manuva

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