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Yeah man, me have me high grade fi make me heavens high
Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-boom
A di burning spectacle
Turbulence
What you expect?
Me hail the most high
Dem a speculate
Hail Haile Selassie I
Chalice haffi blaze so high
Fact
Hear yah now
When me wake up inna di morning and me give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice because ganja haffi light
A high grade, high grade
Yo, when me rise inna di morning and me give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice because ganja haffi light
A high grade, high grade
Yo, then me jump inna me car and me go drive real far
Whisper me reach a dung a Sabla Mar
Fi high grade, high grade
Hey Turbulence
Then me smoke marijuana and hail di most high
Because it help us sexually, girl, let us multiply
Turbulence tell dem that we limit a di sky
Give me a big head 'cause Rastafari no shy
Some say dem no use it but a lie, dem a lie
But ganja makes me feel so flippin' high
Just smoke it, you no have no need to deny
Marijuana, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wow
When me rise up inna di morning and me give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice because ganja haffi light
A high grade, high grade
Yo, when me rise up inna di morning and me give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice because ganja haffi light
High grade, high grade
Yo, ten pound, twenty pound, thirty pound, forty pound
No 'fraid of Mr. Green and me no 'fraid of Mr. Brown
High grade, high grade
Yo, then me touch inna di city, it go pop dung flat
When me bring in fifty pound a di stash
Yes, dem say me move like Peter Tosh
No 'fraid of no soldier, no 'fraid of no cop
High grade, high grade
Oh, watch yah now
When me rise up inna di morning and me give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice because ganja haffi light
A high grade, high grade
Yo, when me rise up inna di morning and me give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice because ganja haffi light
High grade, high grade
Now you see the LC, yo, you better take a sip
Whenever time you see me, there's a spliff between my lips
And the gum and grape up inna me fingertip
It have me singing like Gladys Knight and the Pips
If you know high grade, you better take a journey and a trip
Diplomatic, trodding through the airport with it
With 'bout ten pound press up inna me grip
Me put it pon the plane and me put it pon the ship
And then we just ship it across the Atlantic
Hey, marijuana is so eccentric
All over the world, the people dem music
Bob Marley say, "A ganja and music"
Yo, when me wake up inna di morning and me give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice because ganja haffi light
A high grade, high grade
Hey Turbulence
Tell dem this
Me rise up inna di morning and me give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice because ganja haffi light
High grade, high grade
Dem man tell you say him wake up inna
Di morning and him give thanks fi life
Take out me chalice 'cause ganja haffi light
High grade, high grade



Writer(s): Richell Bonner, Michael Bonner, Roland Alphonso, Jerome Haynes Copyright: Jamak Music Publishing, Old Capital Music, Jack Russell Music Limited



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