New Style

Lyrics

[Intro] In case you never hear Well, you better hear an' be aware An' no need to live in fear Do it! (How you mean?) [Chorus] You never hear 'bout di new style yet (Hey) You never hear 'bout di new style yet Police smoke di ganja along with cigarette Police a smoke ganja along with cigarette (When?) [Verse 1] Say, dem smoke it pon di job Say, lookin' out for killers an' who want to rob Cah mi say, whether DC or Inspector Say, in him top pocket is a stick of ganja Him smokе it an' him drive di radio car faster Say, at bad corner tеar off di bumper, an' bent up di fender Him say it a go dreads pon all murderer (Cho weh mi say!) [Chorus] You never hear 'bout di new style yet (Hey) Jah man, you never hear 'bout di new style yet Police smoke di ganja along with cigarette Police a smoke ganja along with cigarette (When?) [Verse 2] Dem smoke it pon di job Say, lookin' out for killers an' who want to rob Cah mi say, whether DC or Inspector Say, in him top pocket is a stick of ganja Smoke it an' him drive di radio car faster Take a bad corner, tear off di bumper Di door open, fling out di commissioner Tomorrow morning him is a ex-officer [Chorus] You never hear Say, sensimilla gone clear (You no hear) Cah, sensimilla gone clear (You no hear) Cah, sensimilla gone clear [Verse 3] So, don't let the bush herb get you down Mister Irie have di sensimilla in town Cah, sixty cent fi stick an' dollar for a quarter You burn it in a rizla or in a chalwa Fi mi iley, it a murderer Cah tell you, fi mi sensi, it a murderer [Chorus] So you no hear 'bout di new style yet Jah man, you never hear 'bout di new style yet Police smoke Ganja along with cigarette Police smoke ganja along with cigarette [Verse 4] But a no joke mi a make, a nah no fret, mi a fret You smoke cigarette, you could-a get bad breath Smoke ganja, you will live longer You smoke ganja, you will get stronger [Chorus] You no hear Cah, sensimilla gone clear (You no hear) Cah, sensimilla gone clear [Verse 5] Mi dally up a Constant Spring (Fi what?) Fi go check out mi African ting (A weh she bring?) Mi herb, an' mi matches, an' skin (Hey!) Mi say, mi herb, an' mi matches, an' skin (Jah man) [Chorus] You never hear 'bout di new style yet Police smoke di ganja along with cigarette (When dem do dat?) [Verse 6] Smoke it pon di job Say, lookin' out for killers an' who want to rob Cah mi say, whether DC or Inspector Cah, in him top pocket is a stick of ganja Him smoke it an' him drive di radio car faster Take a bad corner, tear off di bumper, an' bent up di fender Him say it a go dread on all murderer (Cah, Lord-a-gosh!) [Chorus] You never hear Cah, sensimilla gone clear (You no know) Cah, Welton Irie tell you so (You never know) You better wiggle pon your toe (You never know) Mi come fi star dis a show [Outro] No hear 'bout di new style yet (Jah man) No hear 'bout di new style yet Say, a no joke mi a make, a nah no fret, mi a fret You come from Clarendon or Saint Elizabeth