one hell of a hybrid mix of music styles, rock and reggae done very well
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TALKIN 2 YOU
i said to my friend ya know he don't talk that much
give me that number so i can get in touch
with the man who sorts shit out and he doesn't fuck around about
and he'll say, i ain't playing, when i'm dealing with you
can you hear what i'm saying, when I’m talking to you
i took my seat and sat down and then heaven walked through
i don't know what she said but i saw her lips move
and judging by her eyes i knew she's gona move with it, groove with it, you know she's got it
that shit i've never seen before and i know i'll never see again
so i best say something before the deal comes to an end
i got more style than the dude and he doesn't have a clue
so hang on baby cuz this ones for you
can you hear what i'm saying, can you hear what i'm saying
as i stare in the vacuum of your eyes, i will rob you blind
i'm talking to you
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