GanjhaBob

Are yuh ready, pickney?
Aye aye, Rasta
Mi seh, yuh overstand?
Aye aye, Rasta
Alright then

Who live inna pineapple deep under sea?
Ganjabob Dreadman, puffin' endlessly
Sponge fi di smoke and him yellow indeed
Sticky an' porous, but full up a weed

If nautical nonsense a ting weh yuh wish
Then light up di chalice an' flop like a fish
He float through the ocean, with herb inna hand
Meditatin' deep like a true Rasta man

Ganjabob
Ganjabob
Ganjabob
He driftin' far, he nah come back

Ganjabob
Ganjabob
Ganjabob
Inna de sea but him mind gone slack

Ah-ha, ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha-hah

No anchor pon mi soul, mi float with di tide
Mi spirit up high, no need fi hide
Pineapple palace, mi smoke an' slide
Inna riddim of life, mi glide worldwide

Bubble up thoughts, mi meditate deep
Mi see colors dance when mi fall asleep
No trouble, no war, mi deh inna trance
Ganjabob skank inna seaweed dance

Bassline roll, echo carry
Smoke trail high, vision blurry

Ganjabob
Ganjabob
Fade inna mist, gone wid di dub