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 Seen...