Ras Trent - The Lonely Island

Jah!

Rastafarianism

Yes I, Ras Trent

Ba-da ding-ding-ding-ding whooaaaaa!

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 ballhead!

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

Unnu 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…