Chorus
Keep the faya burning inna aya run
On the dub, there is no return!
Keep out blades and guns good is bass and blunts
Me like them both when they move my butt.
Moon boy!
What do you think about this version?
Today it's another day!
Take what you will need!
A day to forget your troubles and trying to touch the sky.
Stay hurry, man!
Take! This energy on you and give to the ohers the best of you
Chorus
Run as far as you want
As far as you can
Know where? is the issue! It's a close call, but what do you want.
Nothing beats the fire that burns deep in your eyes.
Run as far as you want
As far as you can
As far as I search
Never like this call out of my sleep
Only in sleep mode.
That's what religions want
So why do they only give hate?
Tonight no confusion! No preaching!
Just "kif" the sound!
And run... Faya dub.
No doubt, I legalized? my ?listenings.
Dive? in the bass, nothing but a heavy bass for a dub session.
O? it will be a sound so powerful that it immediately puts pressure on you. ?it stirs everything up? inside like indigestion.
Boost the sound!
That's at least a good reason, don't ask yourself any questions!
So little visible is the horizon
I see that we are shaving our lungs, too much pollution.
I spit out my lungs.
Without reaction - screen object of attraction reducing my vision.
D? plug in your stationary station and let yourself be guided by this homemade DudWise.
Chorus
Sid?rale immersed in the sidereal sound
L? where? the animal merges with the plant.
Mental in metal, glued to it. the abysmal bass minimalminminminimal
Central dub u003d general alert!
Mc on the run storm the microphone and run down...
Mineral alert! Avoid the mines, hero!
Advance on mined terrain! Advance on minerals!
Dub ?ko Dub tchako Dub techo
J'te ch?kou soun system J?richo!
Raise your arms high! Shake them from bottom to top!
On the riddim: vitamin!
We make anime on the electro dub.
Electro bushido dubplates for d?glingos
Front then back in the radios - in the studios
I have bullets for sound systems - fresh blood for hot blood
I release the microphone on turntables in the space echo.
Straight line u003d just one way!
Like a straight line or a hook
Which knocks you out, at the bottom of the vault
Your life flashes by, at the bottom of your brain.
It follows you whatever you do.
Even if you flee, even if you trace.
Listen to this cry like a tsunami!
Everything must end up being swept away? by the bass

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