Intro you got to feel it inna unu Buju Banton, with the lyrical echo right now I am red, red, red redder than red, red, red It just a musical vibe a rub-a-dub sensation just a go to mi head Repeat Chorus I cannot keep it under cover I cannot keep it under the shed got to show it inna touch this how I make my bread dem say this is easy, dat done than said considering all, it is really another bread must have fi juggle whether rain or fall pot have fi bubble can´t tek when picney bawl nuh motherless, nuh fatherless but no white squall never had a ball to play with nor a cookie in the jar my little sister baby dolly mek outta far nuf wash dem mouth but them nah reach far say a prayer for me take off mi shirt, wring it up, water too much DJ a DJ and nuh haul and pull up wuk and stop wukand stop the vibe cut have a fire inna me wire, can´t quench with syrup a nuh is da to k, while minus to plus so much to deal, the poorer rage a fuss is it all about making money or is it conscious lighting thunder, brimstone ball buss I want you to love my music I really want you to feel my music intense heat and humidity so high dance all night until you´re whole body runs dry who make you feel good so, I & I and make you nuh want let go that´s lie