Fake the Aroma

You sure you want to be with me, I've nothing to give

Won't lie and say this lovin's best

Leave us in emotional peace, take a walk, taste the rest

Now take a rest

I see you digging a hole in your neighbourhood

You're crazy, but you're lazy

No need to live in a lean to your troubles must be seen to

See through money like it's paper with faces I remember

I drink on a daily basis though it's seldom, cools my temper

It never cools my temper

Walking through the suburbs, though not exactly lovers

You're a couple, especially when your body's doubled

Duplicate, and then you wait for the next Kuwait

Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma

You sure you want to be with me, I've nothing to give

Now take a walk, take a rest, taste the rest

You sure you want to be with me, I've nothing to give

Now take a walk, take a rest, taste the rest

Don't wanna be on top of your list, monopoly and properly kissed

We overcome in sixty seconds with the strength we have to together

But for now, emotional ties, they stay severed

When there's trust there'll be treats

And when we funk, we'll hear beats

Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma

Deflowering my baby, are you my baby mate?

I must be crazy, see I'm swazy

You're digging a hole in your neighborhood

You're crazy but you're lazy, must be lazy

I seen ya

The fire that rises in me

The daisy dwindle, dwindle

The steppin' like a jungle in decline

My time has been so wasteful

I never fight time

Deflowering my baby, are you my baby mate, my baby

Delowering my baby, are you my baby mate?

I must be crazy, you must be lazy

Karmacoma, what? Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, what? Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, what? Jamaica and Roma

Karmacoma, what? Jamaica and Roma