B
BeAn
DocLeaf said:More of that:
" don't loose ya grip"
Lovin' those pink flowers man, keep up the good work!
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Lovin' those pink flowers man, keep up the good work!
dRiNkm4Nia
Member
BeAn said:Lovin' those pink flowers man, keep up the good work!
agree ! nice plants
all badboy,,, who da dan gar gan 
http://video.google.com/videoplay?d...l=1&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=0
barrington the original raggamuffin man
http://video.google.com/videoplay?d...l=1&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=0
barrington the original raggamuffin man
B
BeAn
^^Looking forward to this one...DocLeaf said:Cheese clone,,, 400w hps ,, big tub,,, bio-bizz all mix,, (no feed).
daddy fingaz
Active member
Yes Doc ...Jus a passin thru.... feelin the raggamuffin Jungle vibes!!! 
yo daddy fingaz man,,,
"We learn from the old school
When strictly thugs used to run it
When one wheel wheely was the move
Long before Bogle start dance and still deh pon paper money
Police ah lock up man fi dem shoes
That simply mean the station full up a bear Clark boot and Bally
From England whe' spankin' new
Before man start to mek flex
When dem used to mek dally
And speak of the rights and truth
If unno starvin' fi di brain food
Man have it fi feed you like porridge
Weh rich inna dreadnut juice
Cause nuff a wah dem learn in university and college
It water down and dilute
I tell you street smarts wi carry you through life like a carriage
From a survival point of view
And if what you seek is the truth
And to increase knowledge
Now you surely can't lose...Why?
It's normal for me now"
http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay...l=4&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=0
... all best lyrics spawn from pon islands in the sun mon
Rasta is the future!!
jah bless
"We learn from the old school
When strictly thugs used to run it
When one wheel wheely was the move
Long before Bogle start dance and still deh pon paper money
Police ah lock up man fi dem shoes
That simply mean the station full up a bear Clark boot and Bally
From England whe' spankin' new
Before man start to mek flex
When dem used to mek dally
And speak of the rights and truth
If unno starvin' fi di brain food
Man have it fi feed you like porridge
Weh rich inna dreadnut juice
Cause nuff a wah dem learn in university and college
It water down and dilute
I tell you street smarts wi carry you through life like a carriage
From a survival point of view
And if what you seek is the truth
And to increase knowledge
Now you surely can't lose...Why?
It's normal for me now"
http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay...l=4&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=0
... all best lyrics spawn from pon islands in the sun mon
Rasta is the future!!
jah bless
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daddy fingaz
Active member
....sik sik album me bredwin.... khaki suit..top coalition wiv the one Eek a Mouse.....
Check da man live at reggae soundsplash..
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=-9Qe0W2BEEM
Check da man live at reggae soundsplash..
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=-9Qe0W2BEEM
"Tenderly she smiles, forgiving my mistakes
Getting her to love me, was my biggest break
Every place I go, shes inside of me, giving up her love unconditionally.
She shines the sun, She pours the rain, She touches me in places that I cant explain.
She's got a powerful hold on me, the kind of hold from which I'd never struggle free."
UB40
Now if that's not a song about erb,, then **** knows what is,,
Shout out to all the Brum Massive
stand strong n bless up, one-love 
Cheese (UK clone) 20 days 12/12.
Peace n Good Will ALL
Doc-(dizzle)-Leaf
Getting her to love me, was my biggest break
Every place I go, shes inside of me, giving up her love unconditionally.
She shines the sun, She pours the rain, She touches me in places that I cant explain.
She's got a powerful hold on me, the kind of hold from which I'd never struggle free."
UB40
Now if that's not a song about erb,, then **** knows what is,,
Shout out to all the Brum Massive
stand strong n bless up, one-love Cheese (UK clone) 20 days 12/12.
Peace n Good Will ALL
Doc-(dizzle)-Leaf
DoubleJ said:
DoubleJ said:
Hey man, please don't blame us,, blame the Cheese.. lol
Hey man, please don't blame us,, blame the Cheese.. lol
**** that shit,, save 1/2 the joint till x-mas eve if ya can,,, roll a x1 skin :wink:
**** that shit,, save 1/2 the joint till x-mas eve if ya can,,, roll a x1 skin :wink:
Merry Christmas Double.
Merry Christmas Double.
Peace doc - >> this way << that way - Leaf :joint
Peace doc - >> this way << that way - Leaf :joint
n.b. everything is in double cause yo's the Double right
bless upn.b. everything is in double cause yo's the Double right
bless up- - -
Bango (Nubian erb)
On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road runs by
To many-tower'd Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro' the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four gray walls, and four gray towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott.
By the margin, willow veil'd,
Slide the heavy barges trail'd
By slow horses; and unhail'd
The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd
Skimming down to Camelot:
But who hath seen her wave her hand?
Or at the casement seen her stand?
Or is she known in all the land,
The Lady of Shalott?
Only reapers, reaping early
In among the bearded barley,
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly,
Down to tower'd Camelot:
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers " 'Tis the fairy
Lady of Shalott." [Tennyson]
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road runs by
To many-tower'd Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro' the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four gray walls, and four gray towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott.
By the margin, willow veil'd,
Slide the heavy barges trail'd
By slow horses; and unhail'd
The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd
Skimming down to Camelot:
But who hath seen her wave her hand?
Or at the casement seen her stand?
Or is she known in all the land,
The Lady of Shalott?
Only reapers, reaping early
In among the bearded barley,
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly,
Down to tower'd Camelot:
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers " 'Tis the fairy
Lady of Shalott." [Tennyson]
