I'm the Doo's Warrior, a brown six string samurai from 1300 AD
I travel the world, baby, playing a ruckus and slaying suckas
Now, once upon a couple days, while I was
Sitting on my porch looking for my smoking torch
When I detected in the air something that made my nostril scorch
Now, I say I recognize those wack jacks, broke a sack of rilliack
Frick frack, dead left squat, tint like a train track
Straight mean reggae, make a fool sneaking up on my back steps
It was only one thing to do, so I jump back
I draw my sword and I say, "Lord, have mercy"
Now, after I whooped those riff-raff scallywags, I proceeded
To the left foot, right foot meadow to the realm of reggae
But first, I say goodnight to my cat King Tubby, goodnight King Tubby
Now, in the realm, I find my smoking torch and of course I use it
But a boy in my stomach kept telling me
"Go see Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy"
Boy, if I would've known what that Australian boy would've said to me
What he say, brother?
What he said? What he said?
"Hey, you should've brought some carrot
Why don't you brought the rels, man?"
And that's why I end up in this funky forest
Now, a funk master like I've ever seen approaches me
So I jump back, I draw my sword and I
Pray to God that I don't drop that shit
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