Lyrics

Not a king when I rep for my people From the east to the west get a reload All the nicks that I sell they be legal I'm a West Indian to my wee bones I confuse you when I tell you that I'm Green, don't I? Left side where the people never say hola Will power to my roots now I need solar Got some bannan' in the coupe now I need cola D.C. be home of the go-go Ayiti we raise with a conga I might be late to the convo But I ain't ever too late for a karnival Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival No police, no need at a karnival My, my zo, got me at the karnival Honey darlin', love me at the karnival Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival No police, no need at a karnival My, my zo, got me at the karnival Honey darlin', love me at the karnival Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival No police, no need at a karnival My, my zo, got me at the karnival Honey darlin', love me at the karnival Celebrating our forefathers in more ways Then denying the four all on the fourth day Of July ignore all of the sword play Only rhyme cause you're trying to bore fame You're a boss with your ill advised informants I can pay the cost and still acquire endorsements I just want to start to couple all of our fortunes All we do is talk and mourn all the corpses Every single ward's in a comatose Soaking up the media and overdose Lookin' at all the ways of the older folk Channeling my pain to a karnival Every single ward's in a comatose Soaking up the media and overdose Lookin at all the ways of the older folk Channelling my pain to a karnival Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival No police, no need at a karnival My, my zo, got me at the karnival Honey darlin', love me at the karnival Oh, times hard, meet me at the karnival No police, no need at a karnival My, my zo, got me at the karnival Honey darlin', love me at the karnival
Writer(s): Pierre Desrosiers, Marcus Parham, Andrei Busuioceanu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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