Is being taken seriously by
the Minister of Africa
Water comes from the,
West Africa, right but
They brought yams and
that 'round here
Big shed, plenty of bananas,
okra, things like that
You know 'cause I figure you givin'
em dinner
Mad life,
innit It's somethin' like that
Hey!
I wanna live in a leaderless world
I wonder what that is
Who makes the rules
in a leaderless world
I wonder what happens
Without cool kids and presidents
And dark aids, first elephants, ooh
I wanna work in a classless world
I wonder what that's like (Hey!)
And would I work in a classless world
Or would I just get high
Without rich kids, and immigrants
And big dreams of better things, ooh
Let's raise a glass
And have a toast to all our differences
You carry me on your shoulders
When I don't know what my limit is
I, I, I, I wonder where my limit lies,
my limit lies
Huh, woke up inna me feels like
What it means to be loved in real life
Well go inspire I to achieve heights
Toast to those that chose
the road we drive
And if you in the dark,
here's a street light
How the moon shine
bright if you realise
How my mood get right
when the weed light
How you soon can't fight
rights have fi beat might
And love it have fi beat hate
Good over evil,
me say it in every detail
Package it, push it
Seem it out to retail
But this one of a kind style,
can't resale
Daughter on the way,
soon hear your cries
It's gonna be a wonder
when I see your eyes, I
And I wonder where my limit lies
My limit flies, oh, I'm living life
Let's raise a glass
And have a toast
to all our differences
You carry me on your shoulders
When I don't know what my limit is
I, I, I, I wonder where my limit lies,
my limit lies
It's nice to be here
Darling, geezers and senoritas
Now please catch a breather
You see back in the day
I used to do eaters
Round Gingersmith Avenue,
hanging out with hyenas
Oh and it can to do
with bereavement
I know I still have
to fight off the demons
I strum the guitar
to stop the day dreaming
I strum the guitar and
toast to achievement (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
I speak to my mate
Taylor now 'bout business
And now my mind's
clear because I ain't got no mistress
As if I went around with big fat skunks
It blows up my brain
and turns my lung inconsistent
I hope I can give hope
to the lads that live that life
And have to spend
time in their reason
We gonna do what
we like in an instant
My name's Hak Baker,
thank you for listening
Yeah, yeah
Let's raise a glass
And have a toast to
all our differences (Ayy)
You carry me on your shoulders
When I don't know what my limit is
I, I, I, I wonder where my limit lies,
my limit lies
I, I, I, these mayday boys are living lies
They're living lies
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
