Still I burn the cracknik in the mornin' dew
I be out in the fuse, so do what you wanna do
Still can't hold it down, down, down, down
Lots of times from burnin' till me I ain't gettin' rid
Don't ever mistake and think that I'm a cokehead
Coke is for the zombies and the walkin' dead
Can't you see that I'm a living dread?
Police got me in a London bridge, this morning fit my hand
Tell me ma go bring me down to the station