Posh Ragga - Sam and The Womp, Mc Solomon

Posh ragga

You’re just a blagger

Nah!

You can’t come close to this swagger

Paul on the sousa 'bout to blow the roof off

The mouthpiece firm not rowdy as we move up!

Hah!

Nah brother its all bless

All pass the full test

The Wompettes giving you all this

Give a man what he deserves kid

The seeds are burning

Its all relative and its working!

He’s bitten by the sun

He’s got gold inside

His body is persuaded

To lose it’s mind

Not merely beautiful

Not merely gold

And the sun is your soul &

This your heart should know

When time’s tuff

The Womp will save you

The beats will cage you

Into a world that made you

Horns keep rippling all night

Don’t live with the small times

Retired from the days of the small fries!

Energy busting a melody with the recipe

Its meant to be the skeleton man running a legacy

Womp will soon drop in the shops for your service

Don’t forget to spread the word where ya heard this

He’s bitten by the sun

He’s got gold inside

His body is persuaded

To lose it’s mind

Not merely beautiful

Not merely gold

And the sun is your soul &

This your heart should know

Ragga mentality

Everyone lost their sanity

Hah!

Held down by gravity

Nah!

We are a family

Gonna give it to you so sweet

Whether you touring the west

Or out in the middle east

Straight off the shelf of the street

A memory for the peace

So make way given the straight face

To all the masters constantly grafting

Musically with the artist

Get the brushes out painting

The picture perfect here regardless