Bunfyah - Ganja Tune

Came back home late four 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

What's that thing smell in the air
Is this the image you want to share
Look son you gotta take good care
I know its ganja

"Uncle Jo" watching me pon di corner
I walk towards him while I'm 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
I've seen good guys go bad
Mum enters my room and see my success
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
It's not a drug it's a way of life
Everyone cries non of them fight
Pure medication it's my right

Written by:
Cengiz Bereket, Kadircan Ercan

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