Strolling on the Yushan - Firefly & J Huang

Okay Yeah, yeah Alborosie say Strolling inna town with Protoje Well well Tell the people Over the mountains, across the seas And when they need it, then they send for me The Rastaman strolling into town The fyah man strolling into town Over the mountains, across the seas You feel it mystically in the breeze When the Rastaman strolling into town The fyah man strolling into town Dem a hear the one a praise yo Me no trust weh dem a talk Words a fly over me head like shootin stars Me see dem inna garrison, stage shows and bars Mouth a talk peace, but dem heart a beat war The truth is talking off like copa Rastafari youth dem shining like a supernova Protoje and Alborosie them a no push over Strong signal straight from Selassie I router Over the mountains, across the seas And when they need it, then they send for me The Rastaman strolling into town The fyah man strolling into town Over the mountains, across the seas You feel it mystically in the breeze When the Rastaman strolling into town The fyah man strolling into town Well, the thing yah balance from the woofer to the twetter Can't get it better flawess like Lupita Oh no, they wanna be your friend to get a feature Disciples them a coulda Judas, coulda Peter One will tek yuh life and one will never leave yah Pray for the wisdom so you know before it reach yah When to be the student, when to be the teacher When to talk you mind and when to never ever speak And 'pon that note you know I probably shouldn't say But them man deh the business looking sloppy from weh day Topic a the day, animosity fi popularity Haffi stop it microscopic a the pray Take a look a panoramic me a say While them sit down and a watch them Panasonic every day So when Alborosie call me and say 'Yeh' Link up and drop it internationally Over the mountains, across the seas And when they need it, then they send for me The Rastaman strolling into town The fyah man strolling into town Over the mountains, across the seas You feel it mystically in the breeze When the Rastaman strolling into town The fyah man strolling into town If you can't neither fly, you should run like a train Maybe Usain should ah say it Take me inna capsules just like a pain killer Listen to my music while you puffing sensimilla Apart from the business, music ever me heart Music from me heart so Selassie take the charts All Zion youth him a sing about that That shows you seh we all inna one class Over the mountains, across the seas And when they need it, then they send for me The Rastaman strolling into town The fyah man strolling into town Over the mountains, across the seas You feel it mystically in the breeze When the Rastaman strolling into town The fyah man strolling into town, hey

The wheels on the bus go round and round Round and round, round and round The wheels on the bus go round and round, all through the town The wipers on the bus go swish-swish-swish Swish-swish-swish, swish-swish-swish The wipers on the bus go swish-swish-swish, all through the town The horn on the bus goes beep-beep-beep Beep-beep-beep, beep-beep-beep The horn of the bus goes beep-beep-beep, all through the town The money on the bus goes clink-clink-clink Clink-clink-clink, clink-clink-clink The money on the bus goes clink-clink-clink, all through the town The driver on the bus goes move on back Move on back, move on back The driver on the bus goes move on back, all through the town The baby on the bus goes wha-wha-wha Wha-wha-wha, wha-wha-wha The baby on the bus goes wha-wha-wha, all through the town The mummy on the bus go shh-shh-shh Shh-shh-shh, shh-shh-shh The mummy on the bus go shh-shh-shh, all through the town