All that I need, look at all the love we’ve found.
I won’t run and pull the one jack move
They love her for the kingston sound.
Flava-Flave and I-C-E
Once said somthing that made me
Want to burn my liquer store down to the ground.
But I just can’t leave the pad, cuz I’ll surely wind up dead,
‘cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me.
Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat
And my shiny silver gat and if my homey my back then I got
All that I need, look at all the love we’ve found.
I won’t run and pull the one jack move
They love her for the kingston sound.