(mmm-mm... yeah, whatever) I lost the silver buckle off my boot. Don't look for it. It’s probably down the grate where the alley turns. Stretching rubber bands around my thumb Counting backward just to waste the afternoon. HA-HA! WATCH DI RIDE NOW! Step inna di place wid di heavy boots sound! Shake up di gravel when we touch upon ground! Never come fi chatter, never come fi debate Pull up in di middle and we mash up di gate! Hear di big bass a-roll, hear di speaker a-crank! Take all di silver right out of di bank! BOOM! Check it! He’s shouting at the wall again. Making dust jump off the concrete. I’m just watching a beetle walk across my shoe. (TELL DEM AGAIN! SEH DI GIRL DEM COOL!) Take the pennies off the tracks. Nobody’s coming back. Let the rusty wire hum Till the morning hours come. (RUN DI TRACK! WHEEL IT BACK!) GIVE DEM DI FIRE AND WE NAH LOOK BACK! (RUN DI TRACK!) (YEAH MAN!) I tied an onion sack around the doorknob. Told him if he turns the brass The floor might give out. He didn’t listen. Naturally. Listen when me talk, woman listen when me chat! Step over di line and we clean up di flat! Got di heavy rhythm and we got di whole load Blazing up di engine in di middle of di road! Original style, no copy, no trace Drop di heavy boom right down inna your face! LAWDDDD! Too much noise. You’re gonna wake the crows. (Dem crow cyaan sleep tonight, baby girl. Hear di bass!) Take the pennies off the tracks Nobody’s coming back Let the rusty wire hum... WE COME FI MAKE DI WHOLE PLACE SHAKE AND ROLL! BIG BASSLINE A-TAKEOVER YOUR SOUL! PULL UP DI SELECTOR, WHEEL UP DI TUNE! DANCING UNDERNEATH DI HEAVY DIRT MOON! (JAH KNOW! HEAR WE NOW!) Told you. (Done talk.)
