積分
演出藝人
Buju Banton
聲樂
詞曲
Donovan Germain
詞曲創作
Mark Myrie
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Donovan Germain
製作人
Gavin Lurssen
母帶工程師
Joshua Florian
助理母帶工程師
歌詞
[Intro]
What is causing all this commotion?
Try to stop this plant from getting promotion
[Chorus]
I, Buju, may not be familiar with how the country run
Tryna find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Let me blaze the chill
[Chorus]
Buju may not be familiar with how the country run
Tryna find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Why?
[Verse 1]
Tell them now that the smoking of ganja remain
When the Eden ask you why
Let Buju Banton explain
Found out in a ethopia
No come yea pon no plane
I salute all the scholars
The herb man just the same
Fah we all take a draw
Whether big or small
Meditation is good
For one and all
While the topic in all
A them a conferance hall
Is persecute the weed from exist and so far all
[Chorus]
I, Buju, may not be familiar with how the country run
Tryna find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Watch this
[Verse 2]
Trust Daniel believe his words
Him ah one of our own
Told us about the stars
Left him alone
If you see me with the wizza
That me vibe and smoke
Great as he in Zion
Because the tender Earth to bud
Cannot visit the crop
The first night you make love
The rat bat manure
Alone blow you above
Basic instruction
To the wisdom weed of love
No hide it from the green
Nor the red and black
No shallow hot fiah
Like no damn idiot
[Chorus]
I may not be familiar with how the country run
Tryna find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Some time, oh
[Verse 3]
Gimmie the vibes
Look in my eyes
Make the whole place mobilize
After 5, I no even realize
Listen the the sound of music
Penetratin', soothin'
The mind with the weed
Complimenting the time
No wanna see no bill
Let the damn phone ring observing the plant
Looking so tranquill, Earth sigh reach before
And I aight scared mo more
Just the weed of full livin
Cleaner and pure
2 pounds is not enough
And definently one more
Gimmie the telephone
Chalice make him tell you when it cure
[Chorus]
I may not be familiar with how the country run
Tryna find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Make a blaze, then chill 'em
[Chorus]
Buju may not be familiar with how the country run
Tryna find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Some time, oh
[Verse 4]
This I know, they're that the smoking of ganja remain
When the Eden ask you why
Let Buju Banton explain
Found out in a ethopia
No come yea pon no plane
I salute all the scholars
And the herb man just the same
Fah we all take a draw
Whether big or small
Meditation is good
For one and all
While the topic in all
A them a conferance hall
Is persecute the weed from exist and so far all
[Chorus]
I may not be familiar with how the country run
Tryna find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Make a blaze, then chill 'em
[Verse 5]
Trust Daniel believe his words
Him ah one of our own
Told us about the stars
Leave him alone
If you see me with the wizza
That me vibe and smoke
Great as he in Zion
Because the tender Earth to bud
Cannot visit the crop
The first night you make love
The rat bat manure
Alone blow you above
Basic instruction
To the wisdom weed of love
No hide it from the green
Nor the red and black
No shallow hot fiah
Like no damn idiot
[Chorus]
I may not be familiar with how your country run
Tryna find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Make a blaze, then chill 'em
[Chorus]
I may not be familiar with how your country run
Look hard and find some sense in me, na making way for coke to come
Mashing up dawta whole heap, a son of a gun
Yo fi hand mi di fiah
Written by: Donovan Germain, M.A.MYRIE, Mark Myrie

