lyrics
Whoa, no smoke no drama
Can't we all get along good karma
No, no smoke no drama
Can’t we all get along good karma
Whoa, no smoke no drama
Can't we all get along good karma
No, no smoke no drama
Can’t we all get along get along
Mandem really talk bare shit
Blah blah shit, all that rah rah shit
Whatever...
Can't teach an old dog new tricks
I'm O-Dog young, black and on bullshit
Mandem really talk bare shit
Blah blah shit, all that rah rah shit
Whatever...
Can't teach an old dog new tricks
I'm O-Dog young, black and on bullshit
You aint fully gully you’re a dummy in a skully buddy
Hyping up screaming Oi! like Ollie Ollie
No umbrella-ella, get a brolly-olly
Real talk when I spit sorry not sorry
More time my mood is melancholic
If moving like felons more respected, then be honest
Well check this like a suggestion on Netflix
Pay attention so you don't miss the best bits
That street shit Is so overrated
Inflated egos, toxic masculinity and hatred
But who could blame us? Us lads never had dads
And that's cos, our dad's dads were too mad
That trauma goes generations back
Mental health no help so then it's passed, down
It's about race and class
But we know now so there's no excuse not to change that
Whoa, no smoke no drama
Can't we all get along good karma
No, no smoke no drama
Can’t we all get along good karma
Whoa, no smoke no drama
Can't we all get along good karma
No, no smoke no drama
Can’t we all get along get along
Mandem really talk bare shit
Blah blah shit, all that rah rah shit
Whatever...
Can't teach an old dog new tricks
I'm O-Dog young, black and on bull
Shame on you young man get smarter
credits
from
The Fresh Organic,
released March 1, 2022
Produced by Jack Wolff
Scratches executed by Cut Fresh
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