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Ras Trent
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Jah! Rastafarianism
Yes I, Ras Trent
Ba-da ding-ding-ding-ding whoa!
Who dem?
You no want test me champion sound
 
Oh fire pon Babylon
And fire pon a batty boy
Rude boy living in the shanty dorms
My roommate Nick is an ignorant ball head!
 
Now chant down Babylon
Midterm essays
Then puff from de chalice
I fi make from a Sprite can
 
Last week I read a book
About Selassie I
Then told my bomboclat 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
 
Unu look ya now!
 
Have you ever noticed
How ball-heads suck?
Ba-da-da ding-ding-ding-ding
Dong-dang ding-dong duck!
 
Excuse I for my skanking
Give thanks and praise
Me 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 yowwww!
 
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 stannaho, stannaho, stannaho, stannahoy Jaaaah!
Fussing and fighting and Zion and Roots
Red Stripe, Shabba, Ragamuffin and culture
Me night nurse never want to plant de corn
Skiddily-whoa
Diddily, skiddily diddily diddily