Commercial Locks

[Intro: Dillinger & Johnny]
Oh-oh-oh, move out-
You hear, Johnny?
I man hear di I a talk 'bout him a move
Which part him man a move to, I say
Right now, I and I a move out of Babylon
You no sees, cah right now are just pure commercial locks
A so me go China, and cool yah, Syrian boy a say Rasta
China cool and say dem are Rasta? Yes, see
And I and I now know dem has no Rasta, you no see (I dread vex)
I don't like that now yah (I man screw)
But a cool you mean, I and I must cool (All the world see)
Guns dem a fire, you no see, mean, how that so, dread
Blood up, weak out, nat up

[Verse 1: Dillinger & Johnny]
Move onto Zion high, natty dread
And leave those commercial locks
Hey, huh-huh-huh, dem a read from di show, huh-uh
Now come a Chiney man, come to call himself a dreadlocks
Huh-uh-hey, the white man a come call himself dreadlocks
Huh-huh-huh, huh-hey, Syrian a come call himself dread, huh
What is this, what is this, footsy yah, gutsy yah
Huh-uh-huh, ha-ha, ha-hah, you Mary Poppins showing
Why you pon here a come ride Rasta bandwagon?
Chiney boy, white boy, I say rank up, huh-huh, ha-hah
But from when I was born, I never say listen fi mi life
Heh, imagine, huh-uh-hey, hah, he-hey
Everything Rasta have, white man want to take it away
But they can't take 'way Jah Jah from Rasta (Huh)

[Bridge: Dillinger & Johnny]
Chain broke on Babylon, don't want set you free
Chain broke on Babylon, don't want set you free (Huh)
Fire, fire, fire, dread up, dread up

[Verse 2: Dillinger & Johnny]
Dem are wolf, wolf in a sheep clothing (Say what?)
Dem are wolf, wolf in a sheep clothing
So what the man a fight, Rasta?
Heh-hey, what is this, we find dem out now, hear what
So what dem a do, dread, bad name from long time
We are go chastise dem
Dem a ride, ride Rasta bandwagon (We are go burn man)
Dem a ride, ride Rasta bandwagon
Now Jah Jah are go burn dem (When Jah gonna hear dis, he-hey)
Him spread it all over this road, all 'bout and at high street
So why turn your back, Rasta? (He-hey)
Commercial locks, hah, ha-ha, I man vex but I fi laugh off at dem

[Outro: Dillinger & Johnny]
Dem are wolf, wolf in a sheep clothing (Tell it to dem, brother)
Dem are wolf, wolf in a sheep clothing, yeah (Wipe dem out)
You shall know dem by dem fruits
You see, di peas are in a their fruits
Check dem out, he-hey