Reggae!   Rrrroots, rap, reggae!      [Run]   .. and we don't stop   It's like that y'all, and then we're ready to play   It's no jive, it's live, and it's reggae      Roots, rap..      [D.M.C.]   My homeboy Jay, don't scratch reg-gae   So listen to Jam Master as the Master start to play   (and when he go) just check the show   (cause they scratchin with the) toe   (and even his el)-bow! (HA!)      Rrrroots, rap, reggae!      [Yellowman]   Stomp your feet, clap your hand   At the microphone is King Yellowman   In Jamaica, I'm the champ-i-on   This is roots, rap, reggae! Ha ha ha, rip it   Roots, rap, reggae!   Hotta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music   'otta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music   'otta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music   I know we know that reggae is sweet   Reggae music is rap to de beat   Clap your hands an' stomp your feet   Roots, rap, reggae!   Roots, rap..      [Run]   Now party people I'm so happy, don't know what to do   Cause I'm an MC with the rhyme, and down with the crew   Rock from Africa to France and the Kalamazoo   And every place that I play, I hear a YAY not a BOO   And now a party not a party and a jam ain't a jam   less D is who he be, and I am who I am   Or Jay is just the DJ cuttin for the two   And it's the three of us, baby and we're doin the do      [Yellowman]   Five plus five, equal to ten   Everywhere I go I've got a lot of girlfriend   Music is sweet, music is nice   Yellow 'ave about twenty-four wife   It's roots, rap, reggae! Ha ha ha   Roots, rap, reggae!   Don't drink alco-'ol, don't snort cocaine   Reggae music is not so strange   Know de cocaine will 'urt up your brain   This is roots, rap, reggae! Ha HAH!   Roots, rap, reggae! AIIIIYY SIAH!   It's roots, rap, reggae!