) Natty Dread, Natty Dread, now; (Natty Dread) A dreadlock Congo Bongo I. (Natty Dread) Natty Dreadlock in a Babylon - (Natty Dread) Roots Natty, Roots
Got to survive in the ghetto Got to survive People .... Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Roots Natty Dread Binghi I and I are the roots
like a mighty dread! Play I on the R&B; want all my people to see: We bubblin' on the Top 100, just like a mighty dread! Roots, rock, reggae: dis a
good to go and also I'm Rets Rhymes I wrecks affects the roughnecks down to the preps in the Polos, the studs with pros hoes who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
good to go and also I'm rets Rhymes I wrecks affects the roughnecks Down to the preps in the polos, the studs with pros Hoes who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
can't even absorb what's really on my mind Shut your mouth, mind your business Well, you trippin' if you think I'm gonna sit on this couch And tell this shrink what my deeply rooted
his own way Teaching and Learning And we can work it out We'll have a warm bed We'll have some warm bread And shelter from the storm dread And we can
i spark the line stay trivia blow you to oblivia to give me, a semi auto with led keep a rap in my head like ruboys keep a lock full of dreads twist
should not be taken lightly Because everything that I put in, it comes out again And if I eatin' lean it helps me stay thin So check out my hair, I keep it dreaded
god and everything that I cared for most Police arrived, candle light, butcher knives, bloody bedposts Found staked on the floor soaked in evidence of the root
are telling me silent waters run deep So their knowledge I'II always seek They are telling me, A nation without its past history Is like a tree without roots
a greener rhythm Even more dread than what the breeze of glory bred Vibrating violence is our only move Rocking with green rhythm The drought and dry root
legacy. Roar of devil's attended my birth They knew who I am. Beast's freaked, rocks were torn, Even the time was stood with dread I've come.
[The story of legacy] Bones broke the silence, lay their story, and I stood voiceless in my petrify, seized by beauty and dread, dragged into by delight
. S. T. B., the new case Bucktown Home where the grass is greenah And all the Gods and earths choose a court in Medina Bucktown The place where I received my roots
P.O.D. and Matisyahu Original Roots In Stereo, ya know One time, bring it down selecta I got that Boom Bye Bye, so nobody disrespect, Jah love Give me
where you'll really dwell Your brain begins to ooze with the secrets of the dead As your casket closes The darkness of the tomb, an eternity of dread
before sunrise And dread the coming of day Never thought a man could become so desperate Never thought a life could lose so much hope To be tearin' at the roots
