Inner Circle - Westbound Train Lyrics
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Westbound Train
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What Are The Lyrics For Westbound Train By Inner Circle?
Oh, now, want to be free
Tired fe lick weed in a bush Tired fe lick pipe in a gully We want to come out in the open Where the breeze can blow it so far away To the North, to the South, to the East And to the West, to the West Talkin' about Jones town Trench town, concrete jungle too From Waterhouse, that's the West That's the best, that's the West From St. Ann's it comes to you The best kali weed you ever drew So why should you run and hide? From the red seam, the blue seam The khaki clothes too Tired fe lick weed in a bush Tired fe lick chillum in a gully We want to come out in the open Where the breeze can blow it so far away To the North, to the South, to the East And to the West, to the West, ooh now We want, we want to be free From St. Ann's it comes to you The best kali weed you ever drew So why should you run and hide? From the red seam, the blue seam The khaki clothes too, yes Tired fe lick weed in a bush Tired fe lick pipe in a gully We want to come out in the open Where the breeze can blow it so far away To the North, to the South, to the East And to the West Too much chilies, too much, too much you will Jah Security guard and howl, ooh, yes Tired fe lick weed in a bush We wanna be free, we wanna be free, to be free |
Who Wrote Westbound Train By Inner Circle?
Philip Allen Brown
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What's The Duration Of The Westbound Train By Inner Circle?The duration of Westbound Train is 2:51 minutes and seconds. |
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