[intro]Yeah, man…
It’s the Golden State vibration.
From the north to the central coast.
Just keep the engine running, pull up the seat.
We nah rush, we just flow.
Roots man.[verse 1] Sun climb high o’er the Monterey bay, watch the fog roll out, clear the day
Not a cloud in the sky, just the heat on the pavement, chasing the stress and the worries away
I’m in the truck, windows down, letting the rhythm just manifest
California sunshine, putting my spirit to the ultimate test
Of true relaxation, no taxation on the mind, just the vibe that we find
Leaving the chaos behind, yeah, the weather is consistent, the summer is endless
And we keep it conscious, that’s how we represent this.[hook] California sun, yeah, it never goes down in my soul
Roots reggae spinning, letting the bassline take control
Cruising through the valley, coasting on a highway dream
Living that California life, exactly like a scene
Just me and the dub, yeah, the music is the only thing I need
Planting the roots, yeah, we sowing the righteous seed.[vers2] Roll through the city of San Francisco, watch the bridge paint the skyline gold
Stories of the ancestors, legends that never get old
Then we steer south, where the Avila Beach breeze cool off the heated brow
Everything serene, living in the sacred present, the holy now
It’s that roots rock sound, reverberating through the chassis of the machine
Alborosie style, keep the lyrics clean but the heavy bass unseen
J-Bug flow, moving slow, like the tide coming in on the sand
God bless the rhythm, and God bless this California land.[outro] Endless summer, endless vibes.
Monterey to the South, keep the connection alive.
Just keep the dub playing.
Don’t stop the truck.
Roots… Reggae… California…
