Top Songs By Ganja White Night
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ganja White Night
Programming
Stylust
Programming
PAV4N
Vocals
Da Fuchaman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Bayeul
Songwriter
Geoffrey Reich
Songwriter
Pavan Mukhi
Songwriter
Zemroy Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ganja White Night
Producer
Stylust
Producer
Lyrics
Ayo check one check two
It's Ganja White Night
Pavan
Stylust
Da Fuchaman
Ayo check one
Another day in the life of a nomad
Analogue don not digital
Still i'm in the running for the top spot
Hotspot game on a minimal
My Gen been on that frontline
Would prefer that it didn't get physical
But if i get met with a brick wall
I guess shit a get physical
Dun know man are here for the music
And it's a war mama been stayed waging
From a Yute man been on business
N' I knew then it was ours for the taking
From a Yute man seen them stories
Big dreams of writing the saga
I was grown on Prince and Michael
Man a built different, come we go harder
The arms of men will fail you
A pon the cross them wan nail you
Righteousness shall prevail
Rastafari never fail
We run this town, we run this town
Yow, no fakers can't come around
A we run sound, a we run sound
The wicked affi run anytime them hear the sound
Watch this
Watch this
Come we go hard, Ting get done
Frontline sound, Vibes dem a run
Put in that work til the ting get done
Come around us Big man and get Son
Man a get jilted, left in the drain
Ain't no gains if you feel no pain
Ain't really on building stick to ya corner
This ting riveting thick in my veins
Come we go hard, Ting get done
Frontline sound, Vibes dem a run
Put in that work til the ting get done
Come around us Big man and get Son
Man a get jilted, left in the drain
Ain't no gains if you feel no pain
Ain't really on building stick to ya corner
This ting riveting thick in my veins
The arms of men will fail you
A pon the cross them wan nail you
Righteousness shall prevail
Rastafari never fail
We run this town, we run this town
Yow, no fakers can't come around
A we run sound, a we run sound
The wicked affi run anytime them hear the sound
Watch this
Watch this
Come we go hard, Ting get done
Frontline sound, Vibes dem a run
Put in that work til the ting get done
Come around us Big man and get Son
Man a get jilted, left in the drain
Ain't no gains if you feel no pain
Ain't really on building stick to ya corner
This ting riveting thick in my veins
Come we go hard, Ting get done
Frontline sound, Vibes dem a run
Put in that work til the ting get done
Come around us Big man and get Son
Man a get jilted, left in the drain
Ain't no gains if you feel no pain
Ain't really on building stick to ya corner
This ting riveting thick in my veins
The arms of men will fail you
A pon the cross them wan nail you
Righteousness shall prevail
Rastafari never fail
We run this town, we run this town
Yow, no fakers can't come around
A we run sound, a we run sound
The wicked affi run anytime them hear the sound
Watch this
Writer(s): Zemroy Dwayne Thomas, Pavan Anil Mukhi, Benjamin Bayeul, Geoffrey Reich
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