Jah! Rastafarianism!

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 
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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