Roots, Rap, Reggae

Reggae
Roots rap reggae
And we don't stop
It's like that y'all and then we're ready to play
It's no jive it's live and it's reggae
Roots rap
My homeboy Jay don't scratch reggae
So listen to Jam Master as the Master start to play
And when he go just check the show
'Cause they scratchin' with the toe
And even his elbow ha
Roots rap reggae
Stomp your feet clap your hand
At the microphone is king Yellowman
In Jamaica I'm the champion
This is roots rap reggae ha ha ha rip it
Roots rap reggae
Hotta hotta 'otta reggae music
'Otta 'otta 'otta reggae music
'Otta 'otta 'otta reggae music
I know we know that reggae is sweet
Reggae music is rap to de beat
Clap your hands an' stomp your feet
Roots rap reggae
Roots rap
Now party people I'm so happy don't know what to do
'Cause I'm an MC with the rhyme and down with the crew
Rock from Africa to France and the Kalamazoo
And every place that I play I hear a yay not a boo
And now a party not a party and a jam ain't a jam
Less D is who he be and I am who I am
Or Jay is just the DJ cuttin' for the two
And it's the three of us baby and we're doin' the do
Five plus five equal to ten
Everywhere I go I've got a lot of girlfriend
Music is sweet music is nice
Yellow 'ave about twenty-four wife
It's roots rap reggae ha ha ha
Roots rap reggae
Don't drink alcohol don't snort cocaine
Reggae music is not so strange
Know de cocaine will 'urt up your brain
This is roots rap reggae ha ha hah
Roots rap reggae aiy siah
It's roots rap reggae