Hail, diamonds (ites Dillinger)
You want see weh di I man step out a Channel One studio, not star
An' I man sight two dread pon a-CB 200
Dal it on as it, star
Great sound's call 'CB 200'
(Doh, doh, doh, doh, I'm not rich but the sun shines to me)
Mercy Lord, Lord have mercy (Hold mi tight, ya)
Say, one dread, two dread
Sat upon a-CB 200
I say to one dread
You better show mi your natty dread
A so di dread flash him locks an' a lighting clap
An' a weak heart drop
We come here fe dread, mi nuh come here fe dead
We come here fe nat, mi nuh come here fe plot
Say, set up yourself, dreadlocks
For, natty dwell on di mountain top
An' natty dwell on di mountain side
Where peace an' love abide, ya
A natty dally down a-Barclay's
Gone fe go draw likkle interest
Mi say, fe give it to mi princess
Natty dally down a-Rook lane
Fe go check Natty Garfield
Fe go buy two pants lens
An' then him dally up a-Baraka (Do what?)
Gone fe go buy two gansey
An' then him dally up a Gianey (Awey di man a-go do?)
Fe go buy Clarks booty
Natty jump in him stripes, an' him Clarks, an' him Harrow
Him nuh borrow, dread nuh borrow
Di dread don't tell lie
For, natty drink up di roots an' him speak di truth
Natty dally one time, natty dally two time
Natty dally uptown, natty dally downtown
Anywhere you go, natty dread deh
An' then him dally to di country (Lord have mercy)
Fe go check Brother Monty
Di idren dem nuh dread till di sun get red
Di dawta dem no fat till di pot get hot
Say, set up yourself, dreadlock
An' just a nat up, nat up