Machete Chop Lyrics

Machete Chop

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Cut them down, down to the ground

Bob said they're just a dry wood for Jah fire, yeah

Cut them down, down to the ground with their sound

Where their corruption lies rotted

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Plant the seed, pull the weed

Separating the goat from the sheep

Tall them trees, 'til the eyes a bleed in a jungle fatigue

Secluding the chaff from the wheat

Oh the treasure upon the threshing room floor

Heavy, heavy

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Stop them down at the hunting grounds

Ravenous wolves fashioned in wooly clothing

Shut them down at the butcher shop

Devastate them preying on innocents oh yeah

Oh the horror 'pon the Slaughterhouse floor

Heavy, heavy

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Smoke up the air, saying my prayers

This meditation cannot be interrupted

Unceasing in prayer

Unto the stars I stare and I Swear

This dedication will not be disrupted

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