a mighty dread! Play I on the R&B; want all my people to see: We bubblin' on the Top 100, just like a mighty dread! Roots, rock, reggae: dis a reggae
) Natty Dread, Natty Dread, now; (Natty Dread) A dreadlock Congo Bongo I. (Natty Dread) Natty Dreadlock in a Babylon - (Natty Dread) Roots Natty, Roots
his own way Teaching and Learning And we can work it out We'll have a warm bed We'll have some warm bread And shelter from the storm dread And we can
deal in the concrete jungle(?). I throw the dice of life, jumping in the course of times(?) so no matter what they keep a telling you. Na-tty dread, dread, dread
hated reproof this brewage Clueless, foolish, stupid, the truest With two fists, five loaves of bread Take the Priest and his robe Then pass the rest of the dread
speak Ya didn't say nothin but turn your fucking cheek Dead cell Sick in the head, living but dead, hear what I said Learn a lesson from the almighty dread
Got to survive in the ghetto Got to survive People .... Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Roots Natty Dread Binghi I and I are the roots
like a mighty dread! Play I on the R&B; want all my people to see: We bubblin' on the Top 100, just like a mighty dread! Roots, rock, reggae: dis a
good to go and also I'm Rets Rhymes I wrecks affects the roughnecks down to the preps in the Polos, the studs with pros hoes who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
good to go and also I'm rets Rhymes I wrecks affects the roughnecks Down to the preps in the polos, the studs with pros Hoes who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
can't even absorb what's really on my mind Shut your mouth, mind your business Well, you trippin' if you think I'm gonna sit on this couch And tell this shrink what my deeply rooted
i spark the line stay trivia blow you to oblivia to give me, a semi auto with led keep a rap in my head like ruboys keep a lock full of dreads twist
should not be taken lightly Because everything that I put in, it comes out again And if I eatin' lean it helps me stay thin So check out my hair, I keep it dreaded
god and everything that I cared for most Police arrived, candle light, butcher knives, bloody bedposts Found staked on the floor soaked in evidence of the root
are telling me silent waters run deep So their knowledge I'II always seek They are telling me, A nation without its past history Is like a tree without roots
