Natty Dread

Nowadays them a braid

Twist them a plait

I and I, natty dreadlocks

Nowadays them a braid

Twist them a plait

I and I, natty dreadlocks

Remember way back when? When rasta had no friend?

When he was down on his luck and couldn't find a buck?

Babylon and his friends

I and I, penitentiary

Bad boy (Bad boys)

Them a run things

I went to jam down and over foreign

Bad boy (Bad boys)

Haffi run things here

Enough badmen live in a foreign

Shot a Glock over inna Matches Lane

Grandmama already in pain

Trying to get Johnny one visa

Sayin' a foreign life would be easier

Down the lane, fire one pop

Now in a foreign, fire big Glock

Left from York, you call him exporty

Now him return, you call him deported

Bad boy (Bad boys)

Them a run things

Enough badmen live in a foreign

Bad boy (Bad boys)

Haffi run things here (Whoa, whoa, whoa)

Enough badmen live in a foreign

Talk burn when elementary

Nobody a done a casa boboli

But in the ghetto, wish Brooklyn, New York

You can trust shadow in the dark

So you see, we juggling skills

I set up roots in a Cypress Hills

Bad boy (Bad boys)

Them a run things

Went a jam down and inna foreign

Bad boy (Bad boys)

Haffi run things here

Enough badmen live in a foreign

Back in the days, this was like a ghost town

And every day, just another showdown

Eighteen god, Cypress pon lock

Before the **** man, I gig around the block

So you see, we juggling skills

We set up roots in a Cypress Hills

Left from York as an exporty

Now him return, you call him deported

Bad boy (Bad boys)

Haffi run things here

Enough badmen live in a foreign

Bad boy (Bad boys)

Them a run things

Enough badmen live in a foreign

Remember way back when? When rasta had no friend?

When he was down on his luck and couldn't find a buck?

Babylon and his friends, there ain't no end

I and I, penitentiary

Them a braid, them a twist

Nuff of them a plait

But I and I, a natty dreadlock

Them a braid, them a twist

And nuff of them a plait

But I and I, a natty dreadlock

Roots natty

Roots natty

Natty, natty

I and I, a natty dreadlock

Roots natty

Roots natty

Natty, natty

I and I, a natty dreadlock

Them a braid, them a twist

Nuff of them a plait

I and I, a natty dreadlock

Them a braid, them a twist

Nuff of them a plait

I and I, a natty dreadlock

Remember way back when? When rasta had no friend?

When he was down on his dough, and couldn't find a buck