All of the d.j.s surely have taken lessons

Start talkin trash and I'll come with my smith & wesson

A little competition comes my way but it always winds up the same,

"the stone that the builder refuse shall be the head cornerstone"

Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right

And still I set and lie awake all night

All of the d.j.s surely have taken lessons

Try talkin trash and I'll come with my smith & wesson



Enough d.j.s come with enough stylie

but when I bust my lyrics we all know it's wicked-wily.

Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right

But still I sit and lie awake all night



You better be strapped with the gat

If you wanna walk with me, bound to come down

With the new stylie, rockin rubadub know as reggae music

Gotta come down with some new lyrics

Cause it just ain't nothing, oh I said it's been a real long time



Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right

And still I sit and lie awake all night

Rubadub blender a new mixer

I am the one with d.j. with enough flavor

Hear my dub... lord have his grilled cheese.

I ain't jamaican, but I ain't no freak

Caught the man eno with the one pound bag o' tweak

And called him ghost rider every time you see him he fulfill the danger



Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right

And still I sit and lie awake all night

Dred gotta a job to do and he might fulfill his mission

To see his pain would be his greatest ambition

We will survive in this world of competition

To make sure we have our ammunition...BO BO BO BO...GO GO GO GO...



I won't wait so long

I said I won't wait so long

For you

Stop your messin around,

Better think of your future

Time to straighten right out

or you'll wind up in jail