Again & Again Songtext
von Roots Manuva
Again & Again Songtext
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
A lot of people don′t know about Smith
How I came to the scene and came to uplift
The statues of righteousness
Pentecostal son, coming from the heartlands
With every breath and every noun
We dare not stop burning Babylon down
With every penny, every pound
Reflective of the rebel heart and the rebel sound
Dedication to them life and them causes
I did them tours, I settled those scores now
I'm back at the drawing board
And I′m sketching out two plans with two crystal balls
I see the future where the culture looks corroded
Dudes will chat, but them dudes are just posers
I don't know where the soul is, so I'm ′bout to bring that back
Whether we chat, rap or sing that back, it go
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Anytime we chat that ting, you know we wrap that ting
We just might clap that ting, but
We ain′t on some boasting about
We gotta make moves, no loafing about
He ain't got no clout, she ain′t got no clout
Still they wanna come here to run up their mouth
They wanna know what Manuva's about
Check my catalogue, you′ll see with no doubt
We don't sell out, but we sell a tune or two
Beaten by a wooden spoon or two
But the pain that break me is the pain that make me
And the pain that take me is the pain that help me maintain
Life ting in a frame, you know
We′re straight kicking the bane, it go
I don't know where the soul is, so I'm ′bout to bring that back
Whether we chat, rap or sing that back, it go
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Food, well
Clothes, well
Hairstyle, well
Skin, well
Shoes, well
Bangles and pearl
Whoa baby, yeah baby
Well yes Roots Manuva a de talk a de town
So watch all the people say dem come fi gather round
For anywhere we go we have dem under control
Roots Manuva yes we start this show
Ooh no-oh
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
A lot of people don′t know about Smith
How I came to the scene and came to uplift
The statues of righteousness
Pentecostal son, coming from the heartlands
With every breath and every noun
We dare not stop burning Babylon down
With every penny, every pound
Reflective of the rebel heart and the rebel sound
Dedication to them life and them causes
I did them tours, I settled those scores now
I'm back at the drawing board
And I′m sketching out two plans with two crystal balls
I see the future where the culture looks corroded
Dudes will chat, but them dudes are just posers
I don't know where the soul is, so I'm ′bout to bring that back
Whether we chat, rap or sing that back, it go
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Anytime we chat that ting, you know we wrap that ting
We just might clap that ting, but
We ain′t on some boasting about
We gotta make moves, no loafing about
He ain't got no clout, she ain′t got no clout
Still they wanna come here to run up their mouth
They wanna know what Manuva's about
Check my catalogue, you′ll see with no doubt
We don't sell out, but we sell a tune or two
Beaten by a wooden spoon or two
But the pain that break me is the pain that make me
And the pain that take me is the pain that help me maintain
Life ting in a frame, you know
We′re straight kicking the bane, it go
I don't know where the soul is, so I'm ′bout to bring that back
Whether we chat, rap or sing that back, it go
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Food, well
Clothes, well
Hairstyle, well
Skin, well
Shoes, well
Bangles and pearl
Whoa baby, yeah baby
Well yes Roots Manuva a de talk a de town
So watch all the people say dem come fi gather round
For anywhere we go we have dem under control
Roots Manuva yes we start this show
Ooh no-oh
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Again and again and again we come fi improve ya
Again and again and again we buss a big Roots Manuva
Lawd!
Writer(s): Rodney Smith, Ricardo St Anthony Mckenzie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

