Ganja Farmer - Federal agent mon, don't take my ganja | Текст песни

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Federal agent mon,
Don't take my ganja.
Federal agent mon,
I'll be one pissed rasta.
Federal agent mon,
Jah will acost ya.
Yes he will yes he will.
The good book says
And his guns they shall blast ya- oh yeah.

'tis a holy war I fight for the honor.
Give praise to Jamaica when I smoke the marijuana.
Roll up a splif and feel mother nature's power,
I spent all my money on this little green flower.
Itty bitty tricky tricky sticky green chronic,
I have the technology to make myself bionic.
Expanding horizons expand the parameters,
Expand my mind to its largest diameter.

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