Jah! Rastafarianism!
Yes I, Ras Trent
Ba da ding ding ding ding whoa
Who dem?
You no waan test mi champion sound
Oh fire pon Babylon
And fire pon a batty boy
Rude boy livin' in the shanty dorms
My roommate Nick is an ignorant bald head
Now chant down Babylon midterm essays
Then puff from di chalice I fi make from a Sprite can
Last week I read a book about Selassie I
Then told my bombaclot parents I was switching religions
(Excuse I!)
Oh hot-stepper, you do so many dutty crimes
(Nyabinghi!)
And plus you're fully skylarking all the time
(Unna look ya now)
Have you ever noticed how bald heads suck?
Ba da da da ding ding ding ding dong dang ding dong duck
Excuse I for my skanking, give thanks and praise
Mi toil part time at Jah Cold Stone Creamery
In a dub style
Roller skates
A DVD of Cool Runnings
Murder she wrote
Yagga yagga yagga yow
Are you there Jah, it's me Ras Trent
Are you there Jah, it's me Ras Trent
Are you there Jah, it's me Ras Trent
Please guide me pon your bike path of righteousness
Oh, stan a hoy, stan a hoy, stan a hoy, Jah!
Fussing and fighting and Zion and roots
Red stripe, shabba, ragamuffin and culture
Mi night nurse never want to plant di corn
Skiddly whoa, diddly, skiddly diddly diddly whoa
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