POD - Ya Mama lyrics

What you know about that fallen, fallen? Babylon this so called great dead Wait, dread 'bout to update the d**h rate in one take Make no mistake we the real dealer The radical natural born wig splitter Gonna getcha, with the styles That make ya so hot and more drama Though when droppin' the sure shot I rock it steady, ready until the track is diminished And when the car goes belly up, consider it finished Sounds like it's Jah to me Sounds like it's Jah to me The sum of everything, yeah Close your eyes so you can see Peace, love, and harmony Sounds like it's Jah to me, yeah We keep on movin' like don't stop, let it go Soul to soul, returnin' the controls Tag 'em up and label 'em John Doe The raw flow, we built the new style empire Blazin' my quire, like that 4th man on fire This guns for hire, take devour the Nazarenes Then come clean, they're crazy baldheads don'tcha mean Wickedness fill the sky on the d**h blow Draw the name across your chest In case the dog catcher wants to know Sounds like it's Jah to me Sounds like it's Jah to me The sum of everything, yeah Close your eyes so you can see Peace, love, and harmony Sounds like it's Jah to me, yeah It's gotta be Jah, it's gotta be Jah Jah, Jah, Jah, Jah Sounds like it's Jah to me Sounds like it's Jah to me The sum of everything, yeah Close your eyes so you can see Peace, love, and harmony Sounds like it's Jah to me, yeah What could it be? Jah What could it be? Jah What could it be?