[Intro] EVRY, Smith, EKOET This is a hymn for the one who rose again with hair like sheepskin, my friend [Verse 1] Why they gon’ suffer, they don’t know the cause Cops search the car, they don’t know the laws Hit ‘em with a gun and leave with no remorse And hold him by his holes like a bowling ball In this world I got my name and I would never...Learn More