Detroit Bash Reggae

Good morning world! You got your boy DJ Wiz out here on

the ones and twos

Diamond O slash BGA Entertainment,

aw yeah!

Time for work, 'bout to get on this clock

Punching the clock, pushing these packages 'Bout to go deliver all these

packages

Oh yeah,

feeling real good Real,

real, real, real good

Blowed as hell, but I don't give a fuck 'Bout to get

this job going 'Bout to get this paper

rolling

(uh, uh,

yeah)

Motor City morning, clock is ticking loud

Rolling through the avenue,

head up in the cloud

Drop that eight-oh-eight,

blow the speakers out

Pushing every package down the route (yeah,

pushing that weight)

Route sheet folded on the dashboard tray

Sun cutting through that Michigan gray

Radio bumping heavy bass down the block

Stacking up the boxes,

keeping eyes on the clock

Smooth on the gas,

never in a rush Engine humming soft,

keeping traffic in a hush

(uh,

you know we on it)

(Hear that brass blow)

(BGA,

that 313

sound) Motor City morning,

clock is ticking loud

Rolling through the avenue,

head up in the cloud

Drop that eight-oh-eight, blow the speakers out

Pushing every package down the route

(push it, push it,

yeah)

Yeah, that's how we clock in

DJ Wiz on the deck

Detroit reggae style, baby

Eight-oh-eight keep bumping