Weed On Me

Mr. Officer I can't lie

You done smell it inna me clothes

And see the red inna me eye, eye

You don't need to search me

If a di ganja u want

As u tek it whe

I'm gonna look another draw

I've got weed on me

And it's clear to see

Even if you lock me up and throw away the key

As you bree me up I'm gonna pick another tree

I've got weed on me

You can see it in my eyes

I smoke to meditate

Mi naah try to get high

Then now come

Ganja man a mek cell block overload

When so much man kill man a road

Mr. Officer u know say a true

You have whole heap a better things fi go do

One likkle spliff and u say mi bruck the code

Suppose u see me when the chalice dem a load

Then when u go home u change u uniform

You bun u spliff wrap up inna vanilla blunt

I've got weed on me

And it's clear to see

Even if you lock me up and throw away the key

As you bree me up I'm gonna pick another tree

I've got weed on me

You can see it in my eyes

I smoke to meditate

Mi naah try to get high

Mi nuh bright and mi nuh feisty, mi nuh fearless

But this a mi explanation in all bareness

Mi couldn't just dash whe the highest of highest

Mek it worse the grades me a bun a di dearest

A likkle reasoning mi nah diss di ting mi nu indiscipline

Gimme a listening ear

Me could a try tek you fi fool and gwan like say it nuh deh near

When the smell tun up loud innna di air

I've got weed on me

And it's clear to see

Even if you lock me up and throw away the key

As you bree me up I'm gonna pick another tree

I've got weed on me

You can see it in my eyes

I smoke to meditate

Mi naah try to get high

Mr. Officer I can't lie

You done smell it inna me clothes

And see the red inna me eye, eye

You don't need to search me

If a di ganja u want

As u tek it whe

I'm gonna look another draw

I've got weed on me

And it's clear to see

Even if you lock me up and throw away the key

As you bree me up I'm gonna pick another tree

I've got weed on me

You can see it in my eyes

I smoke to meditate

Mi naah try to get high

Then now come

Ganja man a mek cell block overload

When so much man kill man a road

Mr. Officer u know say a true

You have whole heap a better things fi go do

One likkle spliff and u say mi bruck the code

Suppose u see me when the chalice dem a load

Then when u go home u change u uniform

You bun u spliff wrap up inna vanilla blunt

I've got weed on me