Proud to be a dread

Proud to be a dread Lyrics

Tafari tries to get a job
Ten letters behind his name.
Born up in the confields
Tafari doesn't know the game
The game has no respect for life
Even less for rules, yay. Winners only need apply,
Sorry no room for fools.
Tafari, looks up to the stars and
Wonders if there's life on Mars
Some say, he should shave his head,
But he's proud to be a dread.

Chorus:
'Cos I'll be better, I'll be stronger.
For the truth, I know takes longer
I've the cunning of the tiger and the
Wisdom of the trees.
I won't be sad, refuse the sorrow
I look forward to tomorrow
I'll release my anger,
'cos I'm proud to be a dread.

Selassie, tries to find a home,
To rest his weary head.
A place where he can take his girl
To share his spiritual bed.
When he's greeted at the door,
The sign has changed its tune.
Though the Queen is full of child, sorry,
There's no room.
Selassie looks up to the clouds,
He curses hard and shouts of out loud.
Remembering his father's words,
A whisper from the dead.

Chorus:
'Cos I'll be better, I'll be stronger.
For the truth, I know takes longer
I've the cunning of the tiger and the
Wisdom of the trees.
I won't be sad, refuse the sorrow
I look forward to tomorrow
I'll release my anger,
'cos I'm proud to be a dread.

'Cos in this life, you have to
take a chance, or why else live at all?
'Cos in this life, to climb a mountain,
sometimes expect to fall.
'Cos in this life nothing comes easy,
if it does, it has a price.
'Cos in this life a martyr suffers,
look at Jesus Christ

Leo, faces many trials,
But holds his head up high.
He won't allow the hatred to
Make his spirit cry.
Leo looks up the moon
Sitting in its silver spoon.
Maybe I should change my job,
Be an astronaut instead.

Chorus:
'Cos I'll be better, I'll be stronger.
For the truth, I know takes longer
I've the cunning of the tiger and the
Wisdom of the trees.
I won't be sad, refuse the sorrow
I look forward to tomorrow
I'll release my anger,
'cos I'm proud to be a dread.

I'll release my anger,
'cos I'm proud to be a dread.

'Cos I'll be better, I'll be stronger.
For the truth, I'll be a seeker
I've the cunning of the tiger and the
Wisdom of the trees.
In my dealings of the honest
To myself I make this promise
I'll release my anger,
'cos I'm proud to be a dread.