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Rhythm Rock Lyrics - Soul Riot - The Lions

Angelo Moore: 

Ladies and gentlemen, lions and lionesses 

King cats of the jungle and pussycats of the Sahara 

When it comes to music everybody knows about the cool cats of jazz 

but when it comes to reggae what cha'll know about these rude scratch lions? 

Junor Francis: If you're ready let them hear you! 

Black Shakespeare: 

Yeah we're ready, ready, ready to rock it steady 

Alex: Bless up Dreadie 

Malik: Yeah, dub it heavy ya'll 

Black Shakespeare: 

V1 

King of the jungle, from JA to LA to the rivers of Humboldt 

Lion roar and the speakers go (roar) 

Babylon stumble, tumble and crumble 

Earthquaker - blaze up for acres 

Echo, echo, echo the sounds of Jamaica 

Lazer beams, supreme overstanding 

Walk and we talk like a champion, free Buju Banton 

from Kingston to Compton, Ochie to Oakland, Trenchtown to Upland 

Treasure Isle to Trojan, lion wicked and wild from ocean to ocean 

In a motion, strutting in that jungle style for generations we blazing it I 

Kick it up, don't stop. Pick it up, let the rhythm drop. 

V2 

No we never, never...no joker smoker 

I'm the toaster that burn that mota 

That makes them locas loca 

Police and thieves want fe march like soldier 

Red, gold and green, roots and culture 

It's sunshine to sunset from East to West 

Bless to my lioness, the Queen Mother and the Emperess 

Bless that Cali cess. 

Kick it up, don't stop. Pick it up, let the rhythm drop. 

V3 

I said the analogue, analogue style 

Kicking up the dubs from Chavez to Miracle Mile 

Big up, big up Reggae Pops and Dusk 

on a riddim in a spiritual high 

On a mission I vibe with I bredren 

Audiophile rock 45's reel up, backspin 

Relaxing on the Gold Coast, listening to 

Coxsone Dodd at the controls 

Pass go on the freeway, 101 to 405 

It's 4:20, Pacifica time, Lions on the chalice with stars in their eyes 

The angels in the city look so pretty 

Make them lowriders low and lounge back in their Caddies. 

Vibrating out from the trunk 

The bass speakers go (ba-bump ba-bump) 

And the gal, them wind them (ba-dunka dunk) 

Got that skunk and that reggae riddim funk 

From up the beach to the concrete jungle 

Lions sound roar make them speakers grumble 

Rumble, skank up an' bubble 

Leave all your troubles 

Got all them ladies crazy and tasty 

Cook it up, cook it up master chef Hastie.