| Now hear this crowd of people
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| I man well vex
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| And just have fe big up me chest
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| Cause the Taxi Driver don’t have no respect
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| Want I fe catch bus hop truck and
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| Ride bike and stand up on the road
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| And hitch hike
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| But you see me… dem deh things can’t go on
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| Cause Natty Dread RIDE THE STORM
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| Taxi Driver
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| Won’t stop for me
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| Whenever I flag him down
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| He won’t stop for me
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| DJ BUMBO BROWN
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| In a London city and in a New York
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| There are no go areas after dark
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| I say muggers on the streets
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| And thief in the park
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| Tramps pon the sidewalk
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| A dem a sky lark
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| Some a catch the taxi — when they reach
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| Their spot
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| Pretend to pay the driver
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| And then they just run off
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| Some a argue with the driver
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| And say the fare ain’t right
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| The next thing you know
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| They have a kitchen knife
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| Taxi Driver
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| Won’t stop for me
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| Whenever I flag him down
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| He won’t stop for me
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| To hail a cab
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| You got to be fast
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| You try to catch a taxi
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| But they just drive past
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| DAVID DREAD
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| The taxi-cab driver never stop for me
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| They got all kind of excuses up his sleeve
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| Some say they off duty
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| Some say they not free
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| The taxi cab driver never stop for me
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| Because of my dreadlocks looking wild
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| They think I’m a mugger of some bad guy
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| No they never stop they just pass me by
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| They treat me like a leper
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| Who’s left to die Yo!
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| Excuse me mate can you get me a taxi
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| Is that the driver
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| Boy… Jungle
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| DJ BUMBO BROWN
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| You think that bad
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| Mek I tell you what the brute
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| Do to me youth
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| Well I was walking with my son
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| Who was just a child
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| And still the Taxi Driver
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| Won’t give me a ride
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| He was caught by the traffic lights
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| And had to slow down
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| So I opened the back door
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| And sat my son down
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| So he tried his best to
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| Stop me from coming in
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| I say move yourself man
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| And start your driving
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| He was very angry
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| But he asked where to
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| I said take me to the station
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| My train leaving soon
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| So guess what he did to me
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| Just for spite
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| He stopped at every single traffic light
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| He took the wrong turn
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| And the long way too
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| He stopped at the bar
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| Just to use the loo
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| When I got to the station
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| It was all in vain
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| Good golly good gosh
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| I say I miss my train
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| Me kick up the taxi
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| Me kick up the Taxi Driver
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| Me lick up the taxi
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| Me lick up the Taxi Driver
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| Not stopping
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| He just not stopping |