| Come with it rude boy
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| Then me nar tell you man
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| Rough!
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| When I was a boy mama used to say to me:
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| «Time a go get rough, yes it a go get so tough
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| But hold your head up high, don’t be afraid to try
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| You can do what you wanna do.»
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| That’s why I’m movin', I’m movin' to the top
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| I ain’t gonna stop, 'til I reach my natural goal
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| And if I first I don’t succeed, I’ll keep on trying again
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| Lord we movin' each and everyday we have to keep improving
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| Listen how the drum and the bass man grooving
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| Straight to the top this ya band will be zooming
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| Lord!
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| Some will try to hold you back
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| But they don’t know just where it’s at
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| I’ll keep on moving straight to the top
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| I’m never gonna stop until I drop
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| First of all I wanna say greetings
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| To every ragamuffin queen and king
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| A Mr. Banton pon de rhythm
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| Me nar ramp nar skin neither joke nar grin
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| Along with the Reggae Revolution
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| We have a message for all youth man
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| You can achieve anything that you want yes!
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| All you need is determination come!
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| Ambition and dedication
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| And when things get tough hold on strong
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| And remember the words of your D. J. king:
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| Life is a struggle but we never give in!
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| (We moving!) Lord we nar joke nar jive
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| (Improving!) We coming with a positive vibe
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| (We grooving!) The fittest of the fit will survive
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| (We zooming!) A Reggae Revolution time! |