T’ree A.M.


It t’ree a.m.
High I&I
rakkle and roll,
swing an’ sway,
irie feelins t’ru de day.
Night-a call, me
sess a-blow,
rakkle me brain now
don’ cha know.

It t’ree a.m.,
me reggae flow,
bounce ‘pon de train
an’ mek we go.
T’ru dem tunnel,
out de side,
down we block,
so me can hide.
Rakkle and blow,
Sess na sway,
life naw good
it waste away.

4 thoughts on “T’ree A.M.

  1. EagleAye says:

    Gawd, I love the language of this one. I can here the guitars chunking away while deh singer sings. It’s blues and reggae wrapped into one. Love it! 🙂

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