Ripe Leaf Lyrics
| Song | Ripe Leaf |
| Artist | Sizzla |
| Album | Royal Son Of Ethiopia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Burrell, Collins, Dennis ... | |
| [Intro:] Yah | |
| Blessed Yah man black people | |
| African people just one love and one joy you know | |
| Blessed Them is the black man and black woman kingdom you know | |
| Check it So we go [Chorus:] | |
| A lot of people don't got no good in a them and me see it | |
| The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it ? | |
| That mean you wouldn't give the ghetto youths food fi eat | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them and me see it | |
| The heathen a go drop off like ripe leaf | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it ? [Verse 1:] | |
| That mean you would a scorn the ghetto youths well | |
| Well a who got the matches ? | |
| Who got the gasoline ? | |
| Youths clear the passage | |
| Cause a fire me deh dash | |
| Like a macca marijuana | |
| Tell them me ask | |
| Nuff a them a it me find out | |
| Nuff a them a happen | |
| Nuff boy turn your friend just through cash | |
| Laugh and a pretend then a stab you in the back | |
| Well me humble, a wait, | |
| Meekly a watch into the fire | |
| Way deh blaze nuff a them a keep back | |
| You run gone go dig you pit and set up them trap | |
| A bear wolf a go under the lock | |
| So King Emmanuel put on me turban wrap | |
| So them yah time | |
| Babylon you must get lash | |
| Like a tomato you must get splash | |
| Them a chant bout me poor through me clothes full a patch | |
| And through them pull a door and got a key to them lock | |
| Well Babylon | |
| Jesse Christ him blackk [Chorus] [Verse 2:] | |
| Find out the devil send them fi me hang them | |
| Well Babylon you lose cause | |
| I nah pretend | |
| Well a who go bend them fi me come straight them | |
| Caan follow | |
| I, nor the | |
| Lion in a the den | |
| Tell me now a who go friend them fi me go shame them | |
| With Selassie | |
| I free Emmanuel anthem | |
| Well then a who go strenght them | |
| To misled | |
| Jah children | |
| Babylon this never yet no problem | |
| Yow, a some skunk them | |
| Come we go dump them | |
| The wicked man tell me who do you praise ? | |
| The Alien | |
| In them yah time yah | |
| Me sey a them they got to bless | |
| Fire got to bless [Chorus] [Verse 3:] | |
| Well then | |
| I live for | |
| Jah all my days | |
| And if a no | |
| King Selassie you deh praise well the heathen a go rage | |
| Fire me deh blaze | |
| So me tell them sey | |
| Them a the real hypocrite | |
| Them caan take me fire them a walk and a spit | |
| Through no wicked | |
| I no subject did nah commit | |
| Them only rob the poor then go bow to the rich | |
| Me find out a hatred nuff a practice | |
| Mister Scrapehead just come fi you justice | |
| Cause everyday you devise some mischief | |
| Now rude boy you ready cos things done sleve [Chorus] [Verse 1] |
| zuo ci : Burrell, Collins, Dennis ... | |
| Intro: Yah | |
| Blessed Yah man black people | |
| African people just one love and one joy you know | |
| Blessed Them is the black man and black woman kingdom you know | |
| Check it So we go Chorus: | |
| A lot of people don' t got no good in a them and me see it | |
| The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it ? | |
| That mean you wouldn' t give the ghetto youths food fi eat | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them and me see it | |
| The heathen a go drop off like ripe leaf | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it ? Verse 1: | |
| That mean you would a scorn the ghetto youths well | |
| Well a who got the matches ? | |
| Who got the gasoline ? | |
| Youths clear the passage | |
| Cause a fire me deh dash | |
| Like a macca marijuana | |
| Tell them me ask | |
| Nuff a them a it me find out | |
| Nuff a them a happen | |
| Nuff boy turn your friend just through cash | |
| Laugh and a pretend then a stab you in the back | |
| Well me humble, a wait, | |
| Meekly a watch into the fire | |
| Way deh blaze nuff a them a keep back | |
| You run gone go dig you pit and set up them trap | |
| A bear wolf a go under the lock | |
| So King Emmanuel put on me turban wrap | |
| So them yah time | |
| Babylon you must get lash | |
| Like a tomato you must get splash | |
| Them a chant bout me poor through me clothes full a patch | |
| And through them pull a door and got a key to them lock | |
| Well Babylon | |
| Jesse Christ him blackk Chorus Verse 2: | |
| Find out the devil send them fi me hang them | |
| Well Babylon you lose cause | |
| I nah pretend | |
| Well a who go bend them fi me come straight them | |
| Caan follow | |
| I, nor the | |
| Lion in a the den | |
| Tell me now a who go friend them fi me go shame them | |
| With Selassie | |
| I free Emmanuel anthem | |
| Well then a who go strenght them | |
| To misled | |
| Jah children | |
| Babylon this never yet no problem | |
| Yow, a some skunk them | |
| Come we go dump them | |
| The wicked man tell me who do you praise ? | |
| The Alien | |
| In them yah time yah | |
| Me sey a them they got to bless | |
| Fire got to bless Chorus Verse 3: | |
| Well then | |
| I live for | |
| Jah all my days | |
| And if a no | |
| King Selassie you deh praise well the heathen a go rage | |
| Fire me deh blaze | |
| So me tell them sey | |
| Them a the real hypocrite | |
| Them caan take me fire them a walk and a spit | |
| Through no wicked | |
| I no subject did nah commit | |
| Them only rob the poor then go bow to the rich | |
| Me find out a hatred nuff a practice | |
| Mister Scrapehead just come fi you justice | |
| Cause everyday you devise some mischief | |
| Now rude boy you ready cos things done sleve Chorus Verse 1 |
| zuò cí : Burrell, Collins, Dennis ... | |
| Intro: Yah | |
| Blessed Yah man black people | |
| African people just one love and one joy you know | |
| Blessed Them is the black man and black woman kingdom you know | |
| Check it So we go Chorus: | |
| A lot of people don' t got no good in a them and me see it | |
| The wicked a go drop off like ripe leaf | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it ? | |
| That mean you wouldn' t give the ghetto youths food fi eat | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them and me see it | |
| The heathen a go drop off like ripe leaf | |
| Nuff a them no got no love in a them, how you do it ? Verse 1: | |
| That mean you would a scorn the ghetto youths well | |
| Well a who got the matches ? | |
| Who got the gasoline ? | |
| Youths clear the passage | |
| Cause a fire me deh dash | |
| Like a macca marijuana | |
| Tell them me ask | |
| Nuff a them a it me find out | |
| Nuff a them a happen | |
| Nuff boy turn your friend just through cash | |
| Laugh and a pretend then a stab you in the back | |
| Well me humble, a wait, | |
| Meekly a watch into the fire | |
| Way deh blaze nuff a them a keep back | |
| You run gone go dig you pit and set up them trap | |
| A bear wolf a go under the lock | |
| So King Emmanuel put on me turban wrap | |
| So them yah time | |
| Babylon you must get lash | |
| Like a tomato you must get splash | |
| Them a chant bout me poor through me clothes full a patch | |
| And through them pull a door and got a key to them lock | |
| Well Babylon | |
| Jesse Christ him blackk Chorus Verse 2: | |
| Find out the devil send them fi me hang them | |
| Well Babylon you lose cause | |
| I nah pretend | |
| Well a who go bend them fi me come straight them | |
| Caan follow | |
| I, nor the | |
| Lion in a the den | |
| Tell me now a who go friend them fi me go shame them | |
| With Selassie | |
| I free Emmanuel anthem | |
| Well then a who go strenght them | |
| To misled | |
| Jah children | |
| Babylon this never yet no problem | |
| Yow, a some skunk them | |
| Come we go dump them | |
| The wicked man tell me who do you praise ? | |
| The Alien | |
| In them yah time yah | |
| Me sey a them they got to bless | |
| Fire got to bless Chorus Verse 3: | |
| Well then | |
| I live for | |
| Jah all my days | |
| And if a no | |
| King Selassie you deh praise well the heathen a go rage | |
| Fire me deh blaze | |
| So me tell them sey | |
| Them a the real hypocrite | |
| Them caan take me fire them a walk and a spit | |
| Through no wicked | |
| I no subject did nah commit | |
| Them only rob the poor then go bow to the rich | |
| Me find out a hatred nuff a practice | |
| Mister Scrapehead just come fi you justice | |
| Cause everyday you devise some mischief | |
| Now rude boy you ready cos things done sleve Chorus Verse 1 |
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