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roots manuva - wisdom fall lyrics

and without any shame, for we are the unashamed
lord gosh presents to you: the audio blanket

man u-v-a, with some holy hurray
deft words display, write rhymes in clay
so if n-body don’t feel my z-ray
i’ll cool in my corner, make myself a tre
seek and find a way to get my soul some pay
put some clothes on my back, put some food in my belly
drink some irish musk and go roll in the hay

[chorus x3]
wisdom fall, slap my headpiece
i’m packing ammunition for who?

papa time bites at the short-and-curlies
onna lift grin cause she gwan too whirly
she buff bad but she vex me nuff
make me lose myself, turn drinking cruff
i’m on some fix-up, singing some progress tune
check, checka me check it, me checking myself

[chorus 2x]

rickety raps we write upon scr-ps of a4
jack sh-te to do, beheld my mind tour
for to visualise is to be, to be is to gwan with tings
as your plane grow wings, we gets fly
as i bust a wheelie in the sky
we don’t follow, follow? code-red leader
paid off the third term, foot gets stampede
homeward bound, we pulling telescope focus
hanging in the outback on tough concrete
inter-outer galactic transportation
zoot my bone and i reflect at this eighth floor
raw, gyro-cheque poor
roadside distraction to the tune of galore
kerotene gets refueled, detox for system
him a catch a frisking
discotheque off your weakheart hex
my level stay next to none of the run-of-the-mill
ex amount pride now

[chorus]

- roots manuva lyrics

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