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 “Witness (1 Hope) is the third track and first single released from Roots Manuva’s second album, Run Come Save Me.Lyrically, it makes various references to Roots’s British upbringing.
 Well, well, well
 Well, well
 Well, well, well
 
 Taskmaster burst the bionic zit-splitter
 Breakneck speeds we down ten pints of bitter
 We lean all day and some say that ain't productive
 Could that depend upon the demon that you're stuck with
 Cause right now, I see clearer than most
 I sit here contented with this cheese on toast
 I feel the pain of a third world famine
 Segue, we count them blessings and keep jamming
 Tis him - scumbag, scum of the earth, his worth was nil
 Until he gained the skill of tongues
 From fifteen years young straight to my greyback self
 I stay top shelf material, jerk chicken, jerk fish
 Breakaway slave, bliss
 Generate Gs and then we stash 'em in the Swiss
 Fools can't see this, audio pistols
 A fistful of hip hop dons, I progression in the flesh
 Esoteric quotes, most frightening
 Duppy took a hold of my hand while I was writing
 Let go me ting, duppy, let go me hand
 I summon up the power of Banana Klan
 
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 
 Swigging that deep root juice, now we deh pon a boost
 Set them spirit dem loose, go head go slash up the noose
 With conclusive proof about the truth, the right
 Cause whether we hitch hike or push bike or travel kind of trash
 Manifest that with wholesome roots rap
 Manifest that, yeah!
 I do my zing way, ain't nothing else I know
 Gone up in the life with this here rag-and-bone flow
 Squeeze the pain from my belly and set my soul free
 Travel over ocean, land and sea
 Face nuff stress and difficulty
 Flung back from the brink, gwan in kinda stink
 We don't give a frig about what dem fools think
 Frig your network, our dett work will speak for itself
 Proof of the trophy and the champion belt
 Come sun, come rain, come hailstone pelt
 
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 
 Bwana see me with some old time shit
 Let the whole world know we's on some off-key tip
 Mega-manic when time the pressure start lick
 By the hook or by the crook, by the poop or by the kick
 He's sickly cryptic, spitting the code
 And most proud to present that Cruffiton mode
 And it shows that the bro's done seen a few sleights
 Life throws scenarios, reality bites
 We in collision with the beast
 Lost we religion now we cyaan get no peace
 Eediat weakhearts want fi take I for chief
 Stoop to their level and we plotting cold grief
 But we should know that discipline maketh the geez
 Separation of the DAT from the rap, that's a must
 Proceed set speed with the Cruffiton touch
 Proceed set speed..Cruffiton, y'all
 
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 Witness the fitness
 The Cruffiton liveth
 One hope, one quest
 
 
		
		
	
 
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