The Traffic Jam (Acoustic)

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This is Raggamuffin from the Ghetto Youths camp
Anywhere mi go mi say mi must lef' mi stamp
Marijuana weh' mi smoke dem say it too ignorant
Just the other day some po-po hold mi fi one
Me and me bredda Juju and mi idrin' named Don
Bounce a' listen to the Gong mi mashing up the traffic jam
Police pull me over, talking bout him smell chron'
From mi look in a him face I know this boy had a plan
Juju touched mi pon mi shoulder said the boy a demon
First thing him' want to know is where that smell coming from
Are you smoking marijuana? And I said, "yes I am"
True him' see say man trans gooda cost a couple grand
Him' say "mek' mi see the licence and the registration
And where are you headed? What's your occupation?"
Done know say Raggamuffin naa' go answer no question
As it says on the paper, read the information
For mi naa' go tek' no streetside interrogation
So book me if you book me, carry me down a station
Mek' me show them how we did it in a style and pattern

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Well I'm the judge, the lawyer, jury
I'm my own bails-man
And if you check it good
A' goodly my station
Sekkle' Julian because you run England
And when you plane land, you no' go thru no' custom
This is Raggamuffin up in a different pattern
Mi' no' go in a' a session unless it cork and ram
From you see we face no' bother ask no' question

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( Jr. Gong )
Well if a ganja dem a look fah dem know where to find us
We deh inna di club wid we woman a wine up
Fi dem medical marijuana everybody a sign up
And form a union di herbalist a join up
Ina di darkness it glows, bright and expose
Left your contacts at home just, follow your nose
I feel good and I said goodness knows
That's not just as far as the goodness goes
It's a great stimulant help my meal settle
When I boil a few buds in my tea kettle
And it will open up a cancer patient's appetite
You feed up and get well and live a happy life
Hey, but now them jealous because I burn with Snoop
And now them jealous because it smell like fruits
Please don't tell me that your jealous cause we got a lot of love
From all the real cops and troops
Hey! More paper for the acre, more paper for Jamaica
Gong doin' unplugged with Muff the Melody Maker
Everybody knows us
Now him jealous cause everybody shows love
It's just a minor set back a who yuh waan call up
Every month then di super get a ting fold up
Super dreadlocks nah wear handcuffs
Seh any kind a cuff it haffi diamond cuff
Go tell dem Rasta youth dem no wear handcuff
Easy Papa Muffin yuh respect nuff
And yes a Juju Royal yuh tuffa than tuff
Always stick togetha even when time ruff
A which bwoy bright and think a shine and…

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