Propaganda1 F37

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You are my real Prince Charmin'
Like the heat from the fire
You were always burnin'
And each time you're around
My body keeps stalin'
For your touch
Your kisses and your sweet romancin'
There's an underside to you
That so many adore
Aside from your temper
Everything else secure
You're good for me, baby
Oh that, I'm sure
Over and over again
I want more
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. . . Young girl
In love with a dreadlocks
Young little girl says she love the natty dread . . .


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what dem talk about i don't really care
i don't give much about the things that i hear
rise and i shine and i take my share
movin with jah and i have no fear

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We speak for those who can't speak cause they're afraid
write for those that can't write their own names
stand up for those who's sitting in a cage
and all my people that are suffering today


PLAY ME REGGAE MUSIC AND CHANT DOWN THE BABYLON
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