Beef deh a-market
Marrow inna bone
What don’t concern you
Please leave it alone
Cause the grass was made
For the cows and ass
And the herb on this land
For the use of man
While passing through
Put away all that frown
And that awful screw
We’re just sipping a cup
And having some fun
And it’s better than in the street
Passing gun
Cool down your temper Mr. Cop
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