No competition, I'm making my decision, yeah Every time I hear the music, and I make a dip, a dip Slave master comes around and spank I with his whip, a whip But if I don't get my desire Then I'll set the plantations on fire My temperature is getting much higher Got to get what I require 'Cause every time we do the work sometimes we are hurt, oh yeah Boss never do a thing, but hold on to his girth But if I don't get my desire Then I'll set the plantations on fire My temperature is getting much higher Got to get what I require Every time I hear the music and I move my hip, my hip Slave master comes around and spank I with his whip, a whip Slave master, I'm the shepherd of my pasture Say you work me to scorn, so 'low me make me gwaan 'Cause if I don't get my desire Then I'll set the station on fire My temperature is getting much higher Got to get what I require Slave master, I'm the shepherd of my pasture You work me to scorn, so 'low me make me gwaan Back off with it, 'cause I'm accustomed to your whip, yeah And if the chalice is around, 'round, 'round I'll surely take a sip, said I'm accustomed to your whip Jah Jah know I'm through with it