Cool down, down to the ground
Cool down your temper, Mr Cop, cool down
Hear me when I say, I say
Cool down your temper, Mr Cop, cool down
Put a smile on your face while passing through
Put away all the frown and that awful screw
We just sipping a cup and having some fun
And it's better than in the streets bashing guns
Telling me stay chilling
Cool down your temper, Mr Cop, cool down
They just licking a cup I said
Cool down your temper, Mr Cop, cool down
Say we are just sipping a cup
(..)
Meat be in market, marrow in a bone
What don't concern you, please leave it alone
'Cause the grass was made for the cow and ass
And the herb on this land for the use of man
Tell 'em, Missa, tell 'em
Cool down your temper, Mr Cop, cool down
We're just licking a cup I said
Cool down your temper, Mr Cop, cool down
Say we are just sipping a cup
Cool down your temper, Mr Cop, cool down
Down down, down down
Go down, go down, go down
Coppy, stop you bothering me
Go down, go down, go down..
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