(M. Rose and D. Simpson)
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Men standing over I and I and
we are not wild
Forcing jack hammers
through the concrete wall
That's the only way a dread
can make a bread
Satta dread satta you time soon
come
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
I and I fore parents did
have all the riches
Now it's taken away
And dem work iniquity and a
burn bad lamp 'pon dem wanna
neda
Dem a burn bad lamp and
work iniquity wo oh
Every time I work on this
truck mi tear off mi shirt
I trod it ital but duckie
stitch his own up
We fling rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Packing up rockstone upon a
dumper truck
The Queen would like to know
I and I know that for sure
Cause we down yea
We are the slave
We are the slave
Digging digging
Down a sandy gully
We do the holly gully
Enjoying plenty of collie |
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