Wannabe Gangsta

? There was a young man in the car, . the wannabe Gangsta by far Born, West Indies, Barbados, now stop, with his Marley type style, dread locks Gold teeth, shootah talk and striped socks but he was born near our local shops With his Dude and his Rasta and Dredds and the talk that talked, man you hiss dedds You are showing me non no nuff respects, as he posed in his rolled gold Gucci specs Clicking fingers and walking like Jagger, speaking shotgun, knuckle duster and dagger Says, hey man I will cut you a deal, this skunk you can buy for a steal If you wanna drop snort something nice, I can magic a big rock of ice But I knew that his blag was all talk and I said hey kid, Go, take a walk You are talking a right load of pee, you are no more Jamacian than me I wish with your spiel, you'd stop, you were born near our local shop