Chocolate Supa Highway Lyrics - Singles - Spearhead

Rock rock y'all Spearheads comes alive 

On the eve of 2 triple O 

11 45 

No jive we be survivin' 

Singin' praises to jah 

Every time we throw down and every time we puff La 

Haaaaawell you can roll my way 

On the chocolate supa highway 

Late last year 

Some of ya mighta had fear, that the Spearhead crew 

Would never be back through your way, no way 

We naw go out like that, becaouse we livin' for the riddim 

And the funk is always fat so 

We bring fat beats like a gift for Xmas 

I'll make you testify just like an O.J Simpson witness 

Our sound is so alarming like killer bees people all be swarming 

So like the price is right come on down, make a little wish 

But excuse me while I light my spliff and make some noise 

If you think the herbs a gift. Hoooo 

Rock rock y'all Spearheads comes alive 

On the eve of 2 triple O 

11 45 

No jive we be survivin' 

Singin' praises to jah 

Every time we throw down and every time we puff La 

Haaaaawell you can roll my way 

On the chocolate supa highway 

Check it I'm descending back into this record 

The heavy breathing funky rhyme paramedic 

Shootin' funky venom from my sharp teeth injectors 

Not vex ya but yes to resurrect ya 

'Cause I can't stand the pain outside my window 

Why ya think so many smokin' indo blunts 

Sippin' gin and juice for confidence 

Blowin' more la than Jackie Chan be doin' stunts 

The Buddah elevates the stress off the chest 

But could never elevate boot off the ghetto necks 

Flex like flash when they try to pull me under 

But like the lightnin' I'll be there before the thunder 

Rock rock y'all Spearheads comes alive 

On the eve of 2 triple O 

11 45 

No jive we be survivin' 

Singin' praises to jah 

Every time we throw down and every time we puff La 

Haaaaawell you can roll my way 

On the chocolate supa highway 

Yes I remember the time in Oklahoma 

You tried to blame an Arab 

But the whitey was the bomber 

You be jumpin' to conclusions 

I think you spent your whole life 

Watchin' cable in seclusion 

Illusions 'bout what's outside your door 

One nigga two nigga three nigga four 

Robbing every house and every liquor store 

Run for your life we marchin' one million more 

Plowing the fields like some natty dread farmers 

You can roll your own in September from our harvest 

Big up yourself when life comes gets the hardest 

Spearheads comin' straight from the cartridge 

Rock rock y'all Spearheads comes alive 

On the eve of 2 triple O 

11 45 

No jive we be survivin' 

Singin' praises to jah 

Every time we throw down and every time we puff La 

Haaaaawell you can roll my way 

On the chocolate supa highway