Lyrics The Gladiators

The Gladiators

Mix Up

I-man don't like to get mix up (mix up, mix up)

By pushing me mouth in something I can't prove (no, no, no)

I-man don't take hearsay (hearsay)

Dem kind of things bring mix up (mix up, mix up)

I-man no say what next man say (next man say)

I like to prove things for I-self (for I-self)

So I take a walk from 6th street

Trying to prove something

Going to the bottom of 8th street

From corner to corner you can hear

Yes, the youths dem a shout

Natty dread, yes them dread

Natty dread, natty rule

Natty cool, (cool-cool natty dread)

Yes them dread

For they stand up in Babylon..........