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The whole world gone loco
Bitter days ahead, not even sugar sweet cocoa

Come on and no Soho

West, South place cold like Oslo
And every day you say woah woah
Return pure fire and no Poco Poco
Scammers run food like Glovo
Dem all kill your life on TikTok oh oh oh
'Cause when you stop by the po-pos
Place under Zozo
Search the whole car and a look for some coco
I try keep my mojo, Rasta say no no
Only green bush or Morocco

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And this yah world gone loco
Babylonians war each other like fo-fos
And dem killing no folk folks
Babies end up on the ground like Chocho

Genocide and Poco
Burning down every corner, every shop oh
While inna school, young guys get shot oh
This violent world a go clap you
And when you stop by the CIA
And dem ask if you got AK
Rastafari just say no way
Selassie youth, not in a right race

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