Jah provide the bread. Is this love - is this love - is this love - Is this love that I'm feelin'? Is this love - is this love - is this love - Is this love
got cats, likening me To the mob John Gotti rap dudes bitin' me 'cause I got it locked like the late Bob Marley Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
with a little sacrifice, Jammin' till the jam is through. We're jammin' - To think that jammin' was a thing of the past; We're jammin', And I hope this jam is
-this Yes, I do And you should know, ooh-aah, when I like it a-like a-this I've got it, just can't miss, ooh Satis- satisfy my soul, darlin' Make me love
no have no nice time Do you, do you, do yah, think about that! This is my heart To rock you steady I'll give you love The Time you're ready This
shakedown party tonight The way you love me It's all right When you put your lovin' arms around me And you hold me tight (hold me tight) This is my
(you feel no pain) Oh, oh, I say, one good thing about music, when it hits you (you feel no pain) Hit me with music, hit me with music now This is (
stating Beautiful, here we go again My love, you know I will never let you go My love, beautiful Here we go Here we go beautiful Beautiful My love,
show a nigga love but fuck that it ain't no love 'Cause in the game you get fucked every time You get this feelin' inside my bloodline Somebody finna
I'ma drink 'til I drop on my ass, this is Holiday I'ma go and celebrate and hop on the ass That's one more chance, Dick Frank White ain't dead Think you
name is Common but the frame is special leave requested from the years I've invested arrested, develop, addressed it, envelope the body of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley
Sunday, laughter we never fake Bob Marley in summer, 'One Love' for each other Oh, it feels like fireflies, day and night Can you feel my love? Everyone is
bob Marley, I hit it and never quite, I abuse it and im sorry, And I cant help that im addicted to it like bob Marley, I beat that pu**y leave that
Hey this is no lie Me and my niggas gettin high Yo if you look up in the sky You might see us floating by Hey this is no lie Me and my niggas gettin
And the blood is red instead of sellout green This is not the music for an R n' B mind This is flower intertwined with a vine In other words this is
Just to get closer to heaven with Pimp C and Big Pun This is Latin history in the making for trill title takings Like taking the love of Bob Marley from
all my homies over here (oh no no, I don't know how long it may be) I C U When I Get There Pull out to Mark and Kev Bob Marley here, Marvin Gaye, uh,