Testo A Wah Dat? - Sizzla
Testo della canzone A Wah Dat? (Sizzla), tratta dall'album Royal Son of Ethiopia
Hail to the I-ly one of I-race-als
Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I
Yeah, yo
I'm from a place where there's only love
Where the sun comes out every morning, whoa
Be a bright black people and love Jah words
In praises I and I chant with the rising, whoa, whoa
Step away, get away from the stinking san', go
Never you disobey, yo
Yes, Selassie I, the conquering Lion
Then again
Then a what that the whole of dem a gwan with?
Who that the bugga dem go par with, yo?
Dem go bow and go stoop demself low
Rastaman a trod it up, it's like dem never know
What that the whole of dem a gwan with?
Who that the bugga dem go par with, yo?
Dem go bow and go stoop demself low
Rastaman a trod it up, it's like dem never know
Inna dem yah time a dem blind
Dem no see say that a Rastafari time
See say that a bad company nuff go join
See say that a obeah man friend dem go find
Nuff of dem still sleep naked, me a remind
Look a who for tree nuff run go climb
See say that another man dem a twine
Love mi black woman, me nah go leave har behind
Babylon, you left out, a lead you fell from mine
Black I a the Lion and you a the swine
Cyaan sell me out fi two pence nor coin
Cyaan hitch me up like dutty clothes pon a line
Dem yah judgement cyaan rewind
Unuh better incline
I-ya company from this time
Then a what that the whole of dem a gwan with?
The whole of dem a hypocrite to rahtid, yo
Dem go bow and go stoop demself low
Ghetto girls a trod it up, it's like dem never know
What that the whole of dem a gwan with?
Who that the bugga dem go par with, yo?
Dem go bow and go stoop demself low
Rastaman a trod it up, it's like dem never
Mi tell you, never show the enemy your dreads
'Cause dem will bring the wicked man into your place
Fire me dem, and say tell the heathen me curse
Yo, because see say that a time dem a worst
This anuh the tooth, this anuh the purse
This anuh the boot, this anuh the lace
This anuh the glasses weh deh upon your face
Fire I-ya man, say tell the heathen me curse
Mek dem black up deh bent, oi, come and check your place
We repatriation, we still hunt it out
Fi the righteousness youths a anticipate
Tell dem, get it straight
Emperor Selassie I no fake
Then a what that the whole of dem a gwan with?
Who that the bugga dem go par with, yo?
Dem go bow and go stoop demself low
Rastaman a trod it up, it's like dem never know
Then a what that the whole of dem a gwan with?
Who that the bugga dem go par with, yo?
Dem go bow and go stoop demself low
Yo, dem a turn, yo, up a level
Dem a try fi disguise you inna the spiritual level
Melchizedek tell me that nothing can beat me
Emperor Selassie I don't need I-7
King Emanuel gimme the blessing
What that the whole of dem a gwan with?
Who that the bugga dem go par with, yo?
Dem go bow and go stoop demself low
Rastaman a trod it up, it's like dem never did know
What that the whole of dem a gwan with?
Who that the whole of dem a par with, yo?
Dem go bow and go stoop demself low
Rastaman a trod it up
Then again, well a
Dem yah time a dem blind
Dem no see say that a Rastafari time
See say that a bad company nuff go join
See say that a obeah man friend nuff go find
Nuff of dem still sleep naked, me a remind
Look a who for tree nuff run go climb
See say that another man dem a twine
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Writer(s): Lowell Dunbar, Miguel Orlando Collins, Donald Anthony Dennis, Philip Fatis Burrell
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