Now this one is coming from Luton and City
And only meant to be humorous, I don't mean to cause some fuss
Dedicated to all Nazi dreadlocks, because Nazi dreadlocks differ from Rastamon
Follow me now, come now
The Nazi dreadlocks of the days are time for living
When Babylon see him on the street, him now
Left him dreadlocks of the days are time for living
When Babylon see him on the street, him now
Left him dreadlocks of the days are time for living
When Babylon see him on the street, him now
Left him in a country, Nazi dread doing some farming
All kind of things are Nazi dreadlocks planting
Like banana, talalo and pumpkin
Gashin and cocoa, pacho and planting
Okra and pepper, and all kind of season
When the dread want money, the dread do some selling
Early and bright one, Saturday morning
In a box he just put, talalo, pepper and pumpkin
Put the planter, put the planter
The bicycle and start the riding
In which the main road the dread start the shouting
People, people see last the sun coming
And I'm an half or type of thing selling
Like I, lalo, hyper and yamkin
Bike out now because you soon shall get nothing
The Nazi dreadlocks of the days are time for living
When Babylon see him on the street, him now
Left him dreadlocks of the days are time for living
When Babylon see him on the street, him now
Left him dreadlocks of the days are time for living
Speaking, speaking, ding, ding, ding, ding
Dreadlocks of the days are time for living
for living. When Babylon see him
on the street, he's not living.
So get up, put a sigil on him, start
the pumping. Him take the can up
on him, he is like lightning.
Show talk, ja! Him dreadlocks him
flashing. * up on the policeman,
the policeman stop him. The policeman
said, dreadlocks? Where you going?
Here to dread. Aye and aye, man. I go
upon some muslin. If you don't like
it, Babylon, go and try something.
Everywhere you see rats, stop it.
Me no trouble him. Ja!
Licking me tongue, that's lightning.
Lightning, the policeman stand up
with the dead with laughing. The policeman
said, dreadlocks? Then what you selling?
Here to dread. Aye, lalu, aye, pa,
aye, yom, king. The policeman
see Ross and start the smiling.
But the dreading, the policeman
joke him. The policeman said, dreadlocks?
You hear me? What you selling? Here to dread.
Ja! Aye and aye, man. Stop the
talking, ya man, because the aye must
see there for something.
Then not to dreadlocks, not to
visit, die for living. When Babylon
see him on the street, him no
leave him.
Leave him, dreadlocks, not to visit, die for living.
When Babylon see him on the street, him
no leave him.
Speak it, speak it, speak it, speak it, speak it,
dreadlocks, not to visit, die for living.
When Babylon see him on the street, him no
leave him. But Babylon, you see
man, now lick him here, the dreadlocks.
Aye and aye, man, lull, lull, lull,
ding. And you yourself, lull, lull,
pepper, and pumpkin. But at that time,
Babylon, ready to lick him.
Drip up the dreadlocks, and then him
and cuff him. And carry him down the station
and Babylon trim him. Fling him,
and then he'll be dead. And then he'll be dead.
And I sell them wood, I kill him with
beating. The dreadlocks, they sell
with a one leap, a shouting. A bad boy
said, dreadlocks, stop the shouting.
And wood, I kill the native dreadlocks
with beating. Yeah, the dreadlocks,
lost your eye, he's not sleeping.
And I align, I must live out your
morning. A bad boy said, dreadlocks,
nobody said nothing. I rest you
grind, give you another piece of
beating. A bad boy use a jail
bucket and ducking out the bucket
by the angle. And then him, don't see
him, the dreadlocks look away and them
Start to rush him, them take him out, they sell and charge him, go beat him
And put him back on game, the night and the evening
Them give the dread, pork, banana and dumpling
Here the dread, a strict light and strut him and eat him
The first day pass and hungry start to kill him
Here the dread, it's the last day, your son calling
Ja, you're merciful and forgiving
I want to eat the banana and the dumpling
But don't bother strut for him and eat the salt
That's the turn of the visa type of living
When Babylon see him, bondage eat him now
That's the turn of the visa type of living
When Babylon see him, bondage eat him now, leave him