Yeah! Yes mi lion me name Jr. Gong Mi unique DJ, dread Whatch ya
[Verse:] Well a me name Jr.Gong Me seh look how mi natty tall Who nuh know me from dem see me Me a living top-a-nor Clarky boot and khaki suit You think me go a Calabar Well pitty dem nuh know seh every dreadlocks is a star Ever quick with the lyrics we never quit when we talk Fi get hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball City fit inna mi grip and me a squeeze it till it small Every itty little bitty drip till none nuh left at all Go flipitty lippy Philip fi mine how him a talk No pity like yosemite sam when time when we a war so dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car And keep a distance__ cause man will full y'uh face a scar You go run fi the and dem a par And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a par We a bun' some ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar.
[Chorus:] Watch ya dread Flash it, flash it, Dreadlocks Bim!
[Verse:] And politican a drive dem car tell dem nuh teer come over here When when dem touch down pon the ends You only hear seh war declare Man clap inna town And man a clap it inna square and whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh tear Wait! Some man a run down grammy fi di gunman fi the year And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear One shirt deh pon dem and dem nuh have nothing more fi wear And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair Cannot find nuh vasoline fi moisturize dem daughter hair And the bulla price a rise and it nuh dearer than the pear An' a so mi get fi know seh heads a government nuh care Cause the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year Tell the youth dem seh fi get them education and prepare Ras Tafari nah go give nuh man no more than he can bear Catch a fire, it a bun' so tell the 'tican dem beware
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