I think that to a great degree, reggae companies have become very corporate and so maybe some don't have that freedom to say whatever they want to say.

Brother says he's telling about you playing Doctor with that girl.

Smoking cigarettes and writing something nasty on the wall, teacher sends you to the Principal's office down the hall.

For did my dreams come true when I looked at you. And maybe too, if you would believe, you too might be overjoyed, over loved, over me.

Time is long but life is short.

Just because a record has a groove don't make it in the groove.

You can't hear me? Read my lips!