Protoje Lyrics - Wrong Side Of The Law lyrics

Wrong Side Of The Law lyrics (Lyrics)

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Caught up on the wrong side of the law
Got caught, got caught, got caught
Caught up on the wrong side of the law

I got caught on the wrong side of the law
Say they charging me for marijuana
Like I dont need to reach home til tomorrows
Sun goes up
Actually they the wrong side of the law
Cant be charging me for marijuana
Like I dont need to reach home till tomorrows
Sun goes up

Sometimes the dragon and the beast
Manifests itself inna the form of the police
Spot check deh pon the streets, out the car,
A so dem greet me
Pass the Rasta colour bag deh make we see it deh.
Me make them know say the ragga ragga hair match the Macka wah appear
In the back of wah me steering
No, a no even no weight, a hundred dollar worth
But the chalice in the bag did make the matter worse
Them saybook him... felony possession.
What kind o law this?
Hold on, no Yard this?
Dem gimme court date just fi frustrate me
That amu se me, mi say make sure is a Tuesday...

... Cause Im busy on Wednesday morning.Thursday morning too.
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Plus a Good Friday, that mean if dem hold I fi the weekend
All til Monday night me a sleep in deh
Then Dutty pree to me it come in like a resurrection
So me switch the rhetoric in another direction
Me never know the officer name, #11747 a the number wah them give him
Tell me fi sign and go pon me way
Inspector walk in like him have supn fi say
Him sayyou want back you weed?
Then I say no but truthfully I think my chalice is due to me

Him kiss him teeth and run me out othe station
Mi walk out a feel a different elation, no
Jubilation is the word that I mean
Because him think him achieve
Think say that grieve me
Go back in the car, you know what greet me
The one pound under the seat beneath me, believe me
Him think him catch me off guard the whole night
Him never know Diggy e n garde! Sword fight
Cause I will give up a hundred dollar bag and a chalice any day
Fi a pound wah mi save
Dutty say him have a story fi tell
Me have a story fi sell, fi sell, fi sell

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