The farmer weh no plant nothing mek them find the dread,
dread me say bobby the las man weh nearly chop off the bredda head,
The real brave loader man weh have everyone a shout run,
when the taxi man keel over and a get pure chop pon the ground,
Them find him up a mud town a chill inna the hill,
Them find him & all when them hold him never really know if a him still,
But him deh pon Tv....him easy to recognise,
The reason why they weren't so sure...hold on deh rub u eyes,
The rasta man so brave before...was a rasta no more,
head as shine as the stones on the sea shore,
The merciless weh never hitch fi mek the las a fly,
When him get hold....... me caan believe a beg squadie fi a bly,
An anticlimax I suppose I really hope you didn't expect more,
I thought he would be in a the country a farm up jah jah cure,
Aw well at least now him famous him mek it to tv J,
Fi $30 a load.....$30 him throw him life away..............
Raja Pedz said
07:52 09/28 2009
never kwno say a so much poem writers deh y a
DJ O.P. said
07:54 09/28 2009
dem find the dread fi real?
Dj Dancehall said
07:57 09/28 2009
dem find the dread fi real?
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Dread? man visit the barber....yeah them hold him
never kwno say a so much poem writers deh y a
Say multi talented
Dj Quiva said
08:00 09/28 2009
dat me a seh.. jah know... nice poem boss
Dj Dancehall said
08:02 09/28 2009
robot
StreeteWize said
08:12 09/28 2009
All i want to know is if dem reall find the dread.
Dj Dancehall said
08:16 09/28 2009
Streetwize...Me seh yes(see response above)....the man trim when the police find him