Kush (Jamaican Remix)

(Intro: I-Octane) Yow Bambino Hey This different [First Verse: I-Octane] Yow Hey di medz weh wi get from di bush Still a hustle it, all when FIVE-O a look Ina yard a high grade But overseas seh wi call it kush,yeah Mek wi tell yuh bout di best from west Weh yuh bring pon di corner,yeah Seh yuh wrap it ina $20 $50 or $100 bag, sell it on yah,yeah Mi a gwaan like mi new to the ting, yeah Mi a gwaan like mi fool to di ting Mi brethren Bambino weh a pro to di ting Roll it up and give mi haffi puff it, puff it Head top just a float up Wah catch mi breath, but mi can't catch mi breath, cause mi chest plate jus a choke up Puff it, puff it again Mi seh pass, him seh "no mi a puff it again" Mi seh "yute, weh yu get it?" Him seh trust him go trust it Mi seh any weh yuh trust it, gwaan go trust it again [Second Verse: Busy Signal] (hothead, hothead) I'm into shipping, handling, and I deliver Big up all Westmoreland farming Food fi di brain no farming Police smell di grade, siren start alarming,(siren sounds) My grade anuh di same Look up ina di sky, you see me, not the plane, go up! Higher than di T- to di Pain, (ah!) Think a lie, the I can ask I-Octane, yeah Pass me the herbs It good fi glaucoma, asthma and nerves Ina di ghetto, brain feel like it up ina one a di hill, in di suburb Fly high like di eagle, higher than the rest of birds,heh Officer nuh bother charge mi Mi supplied by the Squady and the Sargy Ina mi brain, the herbs a massage mi Mi and di grades and the wizzler is a army [3rd Verse: DJ Bambino aka Trevor Off-Key] Yeah Originate in Jamaica Stay ina Miami smell di fumes to the vapour When wi send it out pon di freighter Feds burst the box and all dem find is rolling paper,yeah Real grades, anuh fake-ah Talking bout di Marley, not the white snowflake-ah,yeah Wi have it ina every flavour Ina every colour Taking over every acre [4th Verse: Spragga Benz] Well di green and brown and chocolate mek mi brain stain yow Di orange and purple mek mi brain look like a rainbow Nuff grades weh ina di world, but them nuh burn the same though Di 'mack of ikya' better than the 'high joe' Then the African, Indica and the 'Westmoreland bum' charge mi up Take it out pon the gyal dem, zoom, zoom Gone ina di hills, but anuh coffee, a 'jah bloom' mi go for I alla fill a container,den One a mi limky come from Naggos Head Gimme a draw, but it wasn't longspread You know some $20 bag weh full a stick like tread Make you hungry, make you mash up all a crackers an bread Mi build it up, but mi couldn't light that Although the 'red herring grabber' did hot Highest mi puff, you know mi level nah drop It haffi organic an fertilized by the rat-bat [5th Verse: Sean Paul] Strictly high grade wi a blaze it Ina di country pipe or dream wi nah taste it No cocaine, you know seh dat, wi nah lace it S to di P boil it dung ina di oil Now put it ina yuh food an taste it Lick off yuh face with Give jah jah praise with Nuff a dem a complain seh mi get crazy Like dem never know seh nothing can't phase mi Quick purle liaise mi Hey yow, pill them a tek an them a run up ina death Like dem never know high grade mek mi brain set Yow nuff a dem a fret Dem a get upset Cause them can't fly high like S.P.-lia jet Up, up, up ina di sky, mi nah come back yet And you nah fi ask why, take you money and bet I'm high baby And mi full a joy baby If you can't see me, then look ina di sky [6th Verse: Collie Buddz] Yeah Superman ina the building When mi get high mi a fly up to di ceiling,yeah There's nothing like the 'boom draw' Mr. Officer nuh tell mi seh mi can't,yeah Get high like mi want to Roll up a spliff a di kush Thats weh mi wah do,yeah Pocket dun ina di paper Build di spliff tall like "Reiarch? skyscraper And I get so high, high, highhha, highhhhh [Akon] I know yuh tryna get high (cough, cough) [Collie Buddz) So take a draw, take a puff, take a whiff a this High grade, kush [I-Octane] Mi haffi puff it, puff it Head top just a float up Wah catch mi breath, but mi can't catch mi breath, cause mi chest plate jus a choke up Puff it, puff it (cough cough)