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Manudigital
Künstler:in
Queen Omega
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Emmanuel Heron
Komponist:in
Jeneile Osborne
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[Verse 1]
Ooh
Trinidad is nice
Sando, you're nice
Better when you go like I, yeah
The voice of Queen Omega
Lettin' the whole world know
This is how we flow
[Verse 2]
Don't call me local
I'm internationally blessed with my vocal
I tell you this
Don't call me no local artist
When I'm an ambassador in this wreck abyss-ness
Please, don't call me local
I'm internationally blessed with my vocal
Don't call me
A local artist
And listen this, ha
And listen this
[Verse 3]
Oh, can you diss?
Respect the queen is a long time right there
Me well up this in from Brazil to Jamaica
Like the cup with the queen
The voice of Queen Omega makes the world tune in
We force fertility, sometimes me teach you and sing
Once my mind is read if I can't do anything
Nothing is impossible with thinking of things
Me just call up five cents and don't pon gritty
[Verse 4]
And don't call me local
I'm internationally blessed with my vocal
I'll tell you this
Don't call me no local artist
When I'm an ambassador in this wreck abyss-ness
Don't call me local
I'm internationally blessed with my vocal
Don't call me no local artist
[Verse 5]
Give me the trees
Got how every bow and
Ganja is not gon' get me ignorant
And trees, it's the only herb
Ganja, before you know you're givin' your brain
Give me the trees
'Cause that a where me want
Ganja is not gon' get me ignorant
The trees
But if only earl
Ganja good for the north and tellin' your brain
Ain't about land you must have wondered if I'm both
Rasta move on Queen Omega tell you oh
It's a lot you pon up and you're all fired up
Me will catch the fire when the king wear the crown
Rastafari
Ain't a joke
Ain't a riddle
You can't play me
Like you can't play the fiddle
Me went off with initial run away with the spoon
They tell you that they go
Jam, more body move
Too soon, the most that they run up the club
Birds of a feather
To let them then float
Me comfort separate me
She from the goal and the worth
'Cause in hidin' in this sheep's coat
[Verse 6]
Don't call me local
I'm internationally blessed with my vocal
I tell you this
Don't call me no local artist
When I'm an ambassador in this wreck abyss-ness
Don't call me local
I'm internationally blessed with my vocal
Don't call me
Don't call me
Written by: Emmanuel Heron, Jeneile Osborne