Ganja Tune

Lyrics:
Came back home late 4 in the morning
About to blaze my fire high
Footsteps closer knock on the door
Dem a come with questions
My heart starts a beating faster
My eyes are as red as an apple
Göz gözü görmüyor duman altı
What you gonna do when the door slams open
Whats that thing smell in the air
Is this the image you want to share
Look son you gotta take good care
I know its ganjaa
Uncle jo watching me pon di corner
I walk towards him while im high
Just like walking through burdens on my shoulder
Once he told me what he thinks
Cops are forced to be downpressor
Always hard on a rastaman
Life is a challenge in prison
Ive seen good guys go bad
Mom enters my room and see my sucsess
She knows that there’s a rocky road ahead
She always loved the likle son’s way
Before leaving she always said
Hide your stuff in a secret stash
Check what you do it’s a dangerous time
Neighbours all of the are informers
I know it’s ganja
So much hatred fi a plant
İts not a drug its a way of life
Everyone cries non of them fight
Pure medication its my right
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Credits:
Vocal/guitar: Kadircan Ercan
Guitar: Ada Etkin
Keyboard: Cengiz Bereket
Bass: Hasan Bereket
Drums: Mehmet Nazif
Recording/editing: Alp Ergüven (Ucanarap Studios)
Mixing: Irie Youth Records (by Phillip McFarlane)
Mastering : Alex Psaroudakis
EP Cover Picture: Kürşat Sekmen
Label: Beton Orman

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