Music Video
Chronixx " Rastaman Wheel Out " (The Dread & Terrible project)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chronixx
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J.Dessus
Composer
Matthieu Bost
Composer
Pierre Bost
Composer
Jamar McNaughton
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rasta man wheel out
And know you have it there
Rasta man wheel out
And come over here
Officer is out
Don't you have no fear
Officer is out
And don't you judge me by my hair
[Verse 2]
I was yadding down the lane
And I buck up in an old blue seem
And he ask why my eye so red
I say, it's the good old Cali green
[Verse 3]
Rasta man wheel out
I know you have it there
Rasta man wheel out
And come over here
Officer is out
Don't you have no fear
Officer is out
And don't you judge me by my hair
[Verse 4]
Him see my hair have tie like a Taliban
And him swear seh mi got it, man
And him a search fi a spliff, couldn't find it
Never know seh mi is a challis man
[Verse 5]
This a no recent thing and a no Chronixx one
It is an ancient tradition
It is a gift to the wise
And a long time dem a scheme in a Afghanistan
[Verse 6]
Indian and Pakistan, not to mention African
The best thing weed in the west indies
Burning by the rivers of Babylon
[Verse 7]
Westmoreland have the baddest one
Weh send yo brain pon a magic corp
So, Mister Officer, make wi talk yaw
Because a the same one in a Chronixx pon
[Verse 8]
I've been steaming from morning
Till my eyes got red
And I don't got no money
What can I do for myself?
[Verse 9]
Rasta man wheel out
And know you have it there
Rasta man wheel out
And come over here
Officer is out
Don't you have no fear
Officer is out
And don't you judge me by my hair
[Verse 10]
I was walking down the street
And I buck up in a old DC
He said that's the smell of the good old trees
Rasta man, what can you do for me?
[Verse 11]
Rasta man wheel out
And know you have it there
Rasta man wheel out
And come over here
Officer is out
Don't you have no fear
Officer is out
And don't you judge me by my hair
[Verse 12]
Regular walking pon Sunday morning
Everything nice and easy
Mi just charing fi go a mi yard
Fi go put on mi rice and peas
[Verse 13]
One Martinique up the road with me and the old blue seem
All who fret up on get release already
So DC don't disturb my peace
[Verse 14]
Officer is out
'Cause money no grow pon tree
Officer is out
After you no cunning like me
Rasta man is out
Don't run up in the jeep
And I say, officer, cool out
You can't run faster than me
Written by: J.Dessus, Jamar McNaughton, Matthieu Bost, Pierre Bost
