the gladiators – bongo red lyrics
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1) i-man don’t like to get mix up (mix up, mix up)
by pushing me mouth in something i can’t prove (no, no, no)
i-man don’t take hearsay (hearsay)
them kind of things bring mix up (mix up, mix up)
i-man no say what next man say (next man say)
i like to prove things for i-self (for i-self)
2) so i take a walk from 6th street
trying to prove something
going to the bottom of 8th street
from corner to corner you can hear
yes, the youth dem a shout:
natty dread, yes them dread
3) natty dread, natty rule
natty cool, (cool-cool natty dread)
yes them dread
for they stand up in babylon
repeat 2)
repeat 3)
repeat 3)
i-man don’t like to get mix up…….
repeat 2)
repeat 3)
repeat 3)
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