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Chronixx – Rastaman Wheel Out
And I say ease and settle
And sees make me trample the beast
Mr. Officer man, what you want from me?
Ease out
An’ him say Rastaman wheel out
And know you have it there
Rastaman wheel out
And come over here
Officer ease out, don’t you have no fear?
Officer ease out and don’t you judge me by my hair
I was yadding down the lane
And I buck up in an old blue seem
And he ask why my eye so red
I said it’s the good old cally green
Rastaman wheel out
And know you have it there
Rastaman wheel out
And come over here
An’ I say officer ease out, don’t you have no fear?
Officer ease out and don’t you judge me by my hair
Him see my hair have tie like a Taliban
And him swear say me got it man
And him a search fi a spliff, couldn’t find it
Never know say me is a chalice man
This a no recent thing and a no Chronixx one
It is an ancient tradition
It is a gift to the wise
And a long time dem a scheme in a Afghanistan
Indian and Pakistan, not to mention African
The best thing weed in a West Indies
Burning by the rivers of Babylon
Westmoreland have the baddest one
Weh send your brain ‘pon a magic corp
So mister office mek we talk yah
Because a the same one in a Chronixx pocket
I’ve being steaming from morning
Till my eyes got red
And I don’t got no money
What can I do for myself
Him say Rastaman wheel out
And know you have it there
Rastaman wheel out
And come over here
An’ I say officer ease out, don’t you have no fear?
Officer ease out and don’t you judge me by my hair
I was walking down the street
And I buck up inna old DC
He said that’s the smell of the good old trees
Rastaman what can you do for me
Him say Rastaman wheel out
And know you have it there
Rastaman wheel out
And come over here
An’ I say officer ease out, don’t you have no fear?
Officer ease out and don’t you judge me by my hair
Regular walking ‘pon Sunday morning
Everything nice and ease
Me just charging fi go a me yard
Fi go put on me rice and peas
One Martinique up the road with me and the old blue seem
All who fret up on get release already
So DC don’t disturb my peace
An’ me say officer ease out ’cause money no grow ‘pon trees
Officer ease out after you no cunning like me
And him say Rastaman ease out
Don’t run up in the jeep
And I say officer cool out
Yo cyaan faster than me
