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Composer: Rodney Smith

Roots Manuva - Movements lyrics



I bring you tents and girth to this homegrown range

Bona fide what you hear, tis the sound of pain

But pain leads to gain so we dare not stagnate

We elevate to that next state, motion divine

Glisten like crystal ball and stand tall

With this knowledge and overstanding

Enterprise landing, bringing dem new brands of buff

Yes, we come proper with potency

Ain't no blood in my body, it's liquid soul in my vein

I dance on a thin line of sane and deranged

And it's all criss once I get neatly in the cipher

Chat like pickney to the piper that pied

As this natural mystic blows through the air

These lessons of life become crystal clear

Precision of my vision is ital

Separating sharks from the blessed is vital

Now I can smell a rat coming from a mile round the corner

One time I bored ya, twice you can't couf

No, we won't stop rebuke thee

You satanics, you fools can't recruit me

Not now while there's

[Chorus]

Movements fi make, typhoons grew

Strong and cold-sheist them a still coast through

Movements fi make, typhoons grew

Strong and cold-sheist them a still coast through

Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right

I'll slap the bacon out your mouth, dance upon your sarnie

Rolling with Jah bredren dem, God-blessed army

How the hell you gon stop this tide from steady coming

Run and catch in tune with the elements

At speed we proceed, traction for action

Hot 125, government goons get dashed to the side

Too big to slide now, though they try to disguise

I can still recognize devilworks when I see it

Weakheart disciples keep weakheart friends

Always had a hate for what their weakhearts defend

They fiend for that crack, ain't no one to tax

We might run home and smoke a brown bag of seed

Best believe that these times is treacherous

And I know not how else I'm supposed to act

But stand close to culture roots-fi

See me getting deft with that two-step shuffle

Haggling others who for the cause

Reigning with that roots type terror

Freaking at your weakhearty era but

We build, move and prove that we don't suffer fools

[Chorus 2x]
Songs list of album: Brand New Second Hand (1999)
         Title Rating
01   Movements lyrics   -
02    Dem Phonies lyrics Add lyrics   -
03   Juggle Tings Proper lyrics   -
04   Inna lyrics   -
05    Soul Decay lyrics Add lyrics   -
06    Baptism lyrics Add lyrics   -
07   Strange Behaviour lyrics  
3.00
08    Organ Skit lyrics Add lyrics   -
09    Big Things a Gwaan lyrics Add lyrics   -
10   Sinking Sands lyrics  
5.00
11   Wisdom Fall lyrics   -
12    Roots-Fi Discotek Skit lyrics Add lyrics   -
13   Clockwork lyrics   -
14   Cornmeal Dumpling lyrics   -
15    Fever lyrics Add lyrics   -
16    Oh Yeah... lyrics Add lyrics   -
17    Motion 5000 lyrics Add lyrics   -
 

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