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Roots Manuva - Sinking Sands (feat. Sober Now) Lyrics

  • f/ Sober Now
  • Alright, okay
  • I arise in the morntime and cut through fresh books
  • Put them old Bruck trainers on my foot
  • For I am the picky mystic, I max the most
  • Drinking ginseng tea, eating huddle bread toast
  • While my skeet nags, jacks up my coat
  • She don't like the smell of my smoke
  • She says my eyes dem is red
  • And I need to go and fix up my head
  • Honey, my head is fixed
  • I'm getting deep with my purpose
  • Synchronizing to the mystics of cosmic energy
  • My specialty be to write buff raps
  • Weakhearts, they hate me like my name was poll tax
  • I don't part for none, I be the Godsend, God gifted
  • I work nuff shifts turning a penny to a pound
  • >From a pound to jacks, from a jacks to a score
  • My brainwaves is twisted, my tactics is raw
  • Cause I
  • [Chorus 2x]
  • Grip my teal boom as hard as I can
  • So I can find me a path through the sinking sands
  • [Sober Now]
  • Shit's hit the fan but I'm not the fan the shit's hit
  • It's the man with the bad arse ***** in town
  • Put her into the circles but she tore them down
  • And I frown, but in my heart I know it's all good
  • So I stick around like a true friend should
  • And they say that some things in life can't be really mended
  • But only time will tell how well you and your spark prevail
  • Try not to implore to the stereotype factors
  • That they brand us with cause there's enough love to give
  • Oh, Lord! What's happening to me?
  • All these situations I'm checking with intense scrutiny
  • I need to slow down there and hold the horses
  • And just concentrate on paving the right courses
  • So, so, so, so, so I
  • [Chorus x3]
  • [Roots Manuva]
  • Putting the reins on the joke ting in rap ting
  • We be inner city sorcerer rebel types, we roll!
  • Snowball effect planet wide
  • Diving and ducking, constantly rucking with the devil
  • Actions speak so we get active
  • Roots-fi perspective holds my mental in position
  • I supervision coach my decision
  • Cause there's may routes to take, much money to make
  • I fight not to buckle under pressure
  • I'm on a quest, got to find that real self
  • Uno priority be wealth in the mental
  • Cause nothing down sweet like the feeling I reap
  • When I plan with my peeps and them plans come together
  • Strong and cold-sheist, them coast the ill weather
  • I weren't supposed to be but still am
  • Vibes catch a hold of my mind, I write jams
  • Take it to the mans dem for the instant rewind'
  • If I gets no rewind still I pay fools no mind
  • Cause Hylton Smythe never took no bribe
  • I be independent, my jacket stay stinking
  • Nuff of them be thinking that the smile's off-key
  • They're right, I'm full of mad eccentricities
  • I believe in the power of the G-o-d
  • While nuff of them be burning their obeah candle
  • I strap on my sandal and walk like Jesus
  • [Chorus 4x]

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