🔥 Bass, Vibes & Upliftment – Dub, Dancehall & Ragga Essentials 🎶

From deep roots to street anthems, this playlist brings the full fire. Heavy riddims, echoing dubs, and dancehall bangers that move waistlines and minds. Feel the pulse of the island — smoke in the air, speakers shaking, and lyrics sharp like cutlass. Whether you're skanking slow or jumping high: press play and let the riddim ride. 🇯🇲💥🎤

Dub & Ragga Playlist [Jamaica]

Yow!
Big up di ghost dem wey still a text —
But di soul? Dem gone, gone, GONE!
(Ha-ha!)
Rude bwoy ghost story, ya see me?!
🔥🎤

You left, you dash, you fly away —
But still ya ghost a par ‘round mi way!
"How are you?" like broken play,
No heart, no vibes, no ting fe say!
Empty shell with a smile so fake,
Drop a "Hi" once a moon and flake.
Mi seh, better you no call at all,
Than fi drop dead words like waterfall!

Ooh-oh, no real talk, just shadows here,
Ooh-oh, mouth move but you nah sincere,
Why you leave, but still pretend?
Ghost love got no real end.

🎶 How are you? (how are you?)
Ghost voice pon di avenue!
Empty laugh, empty view,
Nothing real left breaking through!
How are you? (how are you?)
Puppet strings where love once grew!
Better silence, better truth,
Than a ghost pretending you! 🎶

Yuh leave, yuh gone, but leave behind,
A hollow man, just play in time.
Send a text like: "Wassup, mi fren?"
But mi know seh it nah reach mi end!
Mi nuh need no zombie chat,
Mi nuh want no dead-talk trap!
Better cut it clean, better walk it strong,
Ghost whisper make mi heart feel wrong!

Ooh-oh, lip service inna disguise,
Ooh-oh, no more fire inna your eyes,
Why you linger, why you stay?
When your soul done walk away.

🎶 How are you? (how are you?)
Ghost voice pon di avenue!
Empty laugh, empty view,
Nothing real left breaking through!
How are you? (how are you?)
Puppet strings where love once grew!
Better silence, better truth,
Than a ghost pretending you! 🎶

Mmmh, real people talk from heart...
Ghost people, dem chat from dark.
If ya gone, stay gone, mi say,
No fake "How are you?" fi di play.

🎶 How are you? (how are you?)
(How ya feel? How ya feel?)
Ghost voice pon di avenue!
(Ghost move, ghost chill!)
Empty laugh, empty view,
(No more lie, no more screw!)
Better silence, better truth,
(Better truth, mi seh!)
Than a ghost pretending you! 🎶
(fade out with crazy riddim and DJ adlibs)
"Ghost dem gone, ghost dem gone!"
"Mi nuh answer ghost call, no way!"
"Real heart or no heart, seen?!"

How Are You? (Ragga Version)

We were kings...
chlorine kings...
sunburnt crown, barefoot sound...
youth gang echo in the deep...

Chlorine dreamin'
Half past ten
No plan again—again—again...
Diving board soldiers
Fifteen bold
One hand hold
One heart cold
Looked like love—
Sound like chain
She ran the game—
He felt the pain

Splash gone dramaaaa
Joke turn traumaaaa
Where were youuuu...
He ain't playin' no ball now
[Chorus – spacious, hypnotic drop]
🎵 Oooh... young an’ free... (free... free...)
But trapped, you see... (you see... see...)
She lock him down—emotionallyyyyy
Cannonball gone, midnight call gone...
We miss di bro, he miss it all...
No-no-no-no—oh no no no!
Sixteen, bredren—why so low?
Youth is fire, not chain and woe... 🎵

She bring snack—she bring stress
Soft command in summer dress
He nod, we laugh,
She frown, we run
Ice cream melt
Friendship felt
He walk cloud
We scream loud

Phone in hand...
Exile land...
She say “No fun”
He understand...

🎵 Oooh... young and freeeee...
But he can’t flee...
No poolside chip... no sunset dip...
Only sulky drip, drip, drip...
Na-na-na-na... where did he go?
Oh no no noooo... no show... no glow... 🎵

Youth—unclaimed
Wild—untamed
Why get trained...
for life you already chained?
Dub delay fi dat.
Slack the grip.
Let the cannonball flip.
No ring, no rule, no drip.
[Outro – reverb meltdown]
He kissed her slow...
We flip the show...
She called again...
We let him go...
🎵 A love too soon... a pool gone grey...
He aged a decade... in one sunray... 🎵

Young and Free (Dub Version)

Mmm…
Alarm clock blinkin’… tea go cold…
K, sharp like silver, bold…
Yeh… she dreamin’…

Same ol’ cup, same ol’ day,
Whispers come, then fade away.
She write her name… first letter say:
K… K… drift away…

Man she lost, town she seek,
Thread was deep… in her sleep.
She never know—
Now the letter glow…

Written pon the wall…
Every K she can’t recall…
Love gone... place gone...
Even di son…

🎶 Hey hey hey… lend me a K (lend me a K… eh-eh-eh…)
Ev’ryting I love just walk away…
Code I miss, game I play…
All dem K’s still fade to grey…

From di man I lost to di child I raise,
Cat on di bed, mist in di haze,
Too many K’s in every way—
But none o’ dem beg me to stay… 🎶

Room so quiet, cat go purr,
Kira watch with ancient blur…
Eyes like spell, eyes like well—
She know di K… she never tell.

Boy asleep, he call her name—
Start with K… always same.
Another sign, another sound,
Letters circle, spin around…

K fi Katze… K fi pain…
K fi dreams we lose again…
Round and round and round again…

🎶 Hey! (Hey!) Lend me a K (lend me a K!)
Word I need just float away…
Alphabet won’t let me stay…
From kiss I missed to town I crave…
Each K a road I never brave…
Too many K’s… still not okay…
But mi still… still dance anyway… 🎶

K in love… love… love…
K in fate… fate… fate…
K in di cat… cat… cat…
K in the names I imitate…

🎶 Hey hey hey… lend me a K!
One I can hold and not betray…
Maybe one day, dem K’s will say…
This is your path… your light… your way…

Man, cat, boy, and town—
Floatin’ high, don’t touchin’ ground.
Come what may… come what may…
K is di key… or just… delay… 🎶

Lend Me a K (Dub Version)

Train a-rollin’… rollin’… gone.
You left me in silence… silence… silence…

Choo! Choo! — Train is ridin’...
(Ridin’… ridin’…)
Passengers — keep on hidin’...
(Hide… hide…)
Left me — no goodbye...
(Why… why…)
No word. No face. No reason why.

Choo! Choo! — Through mi chest…
(Through… through… chest…)
Silence cut — no rest, no rest.
(Rest… no rest… no rest…)
Neon ghosts — in riddim light,
Dancin’ in mi soul tonight…

Mi nah miss you —
Mi miss the light.
The way the world did feel so right.

Rush of love, gone too soon —
You disappear like midnight moon.

Slipped away... dew on leaf —
Mi memory still thief mi peace.

Every riddim, every drop —
Bring you back. Mi cyaan stop.

(Blade with velvet guts... echo on loop)
(Tear in the dark... dark... dark...)

Choo! Choo! — Train is glidin’...
(Gone… gone… gone…)
No goodbye… just the ridin’.
Steam through heart — cold and bright,
You left your ghost — and took the light.

You think of me when kettle cry?
Steam rise up and memory fly?

You happy now, or feel mi weight?
You gone ahead — but mi still wait.

New smile here, new face near —
But dem cyaan reach mi atmosphere.

Not beggin’ you to come again —
Just want di feel...
before di pain.

"Life... is a train ride."
(Ride... ride...)
"Some sit close. Some vanish wide."
(Gone... gone...)
"Some wave from far, and some...
never real at all."
(Never real… real… real…)

Choo! Choo! — heart still beatin’,
Riddim deep — soul repeatin’.
No goodbye — no destination,
You gone — just vibration.

Choo! Choo! — sound still plays,
Ghosts still whine in smoky haze.
Choo! Choo!... train inside,
Mi ride alone...
till pain subside.

(...subside...side...ride...)

Choo! Choo! (Dub Version)

Freeze it… freeze it…
That sky, that eye… that moment high…

Sometimes I wish—hold up the sky,
One sweet second—look in your eye.
Velvet sleep, a breath so deep,
Heartbeat slow in the roots that creep.

Other times—rush and blur,
Skip the ache, the hush, the slur.
Fast-forward through the smoke of night,
Chasin’ light, not holdin’ tight…

(Stop… go… slow it down…)
(Feel the riddim… spin the sound…)
(Life nah straight, it twine and wind—)
(Fast-forward… rewind…)

What if joy… hide in shade,
Soft like wind, like love mislaid?
Would we see, or miss the gold,
For rushin’ past what life unfold?

Skip the pain—miss the bloom,
Love grow quiet in the monsoon.
Whispers hide in riddim noise,
Silver thread… secret choice.

If ease was all… would we dance?
Or drift blind in half-trance?
It’s the low that lift the high,
Moon need dark to paint the sky.

(Stop… go… slow it down…)
(Catch the riddim… spin around…)
(Nah just rush, or rewind blind—)
(Fast-forward… rewind…)

Let the tape spin… shadows play,
Cracks bring light… let the groove sway.
Magic breathes where the beat don’t speak—
In the hush… in the peak.

(Stop… go… slow it down…)
(Feel the dub… feel the sound…)
(Fast-forward… rewind…)
(Fast-forward… rewind…)

Fast-Forward, Rewind (Dub Version)

Tick... tick...
Clock hit noon —
Lunchroom... tomb...
Buzz in the air like doom...
Pork an’ bread, clingfilm wrap —
No flavor... just one slap.
No label... no name...
Every day... feel the same...

Steel shelf behind I,
Concrete inna I head,
Black bread, dry pork,
Dreams already dead...
I take me seat like a bard in chains,
Look pon de plate — feel no gains.
Cold slice, no vibe, no spark...
Mi kingdom... for a condiment mark.

🎤 But ohhhh…
What dat light mi see?
Shining gold... across de sea...
A tube — mighty, wild or mild,
Strong in taste… mercy child!
🎤 [echo: child… child…]

🎶 Can I borrow… your mustard? (Yeah, mon… just a squeeze)
Just a flame fi de pork, make it breathe.
Mi no teef — mi just a man,
Chasin’ tang where'er I can. 🎶
🎶 Lend I a squirt, just a little taste,
Fi turn mi sorrow into sweet paste.
Return de tube? Maybe, mi brudda…
But flavor like dat? Mi cyaan find anuddah. 🎶

Scan de table like radar pan sea,
Condiment hunt, desperate plea.
Soul like fog, eyes like scan,
Mi just a hungry… mustard man.
And dere it is — tube bent, used,
Worn label… life abused.
Still mi ask with quiet prayer:
“Spare a drop, if yuh dare…”

The last drop — gone, no trace,
Yet mi play it cool… with humble face.
No shame — just lore an’ style,
Fi a little blaze on dis lunchroom mile.

🎶 Could I borrow… your mustard, mi king?
One likkle squeeze fi flavor swing.
Mi bring no jar, mi bring no crown—
But mi bring a frown… dat need melt down. 🎶
🎶 Fi real, mi nah judge, mi nah fuss,
Mi just a man… dat borrows too much.
So pass di tube — no pride, no hate,
Mi only want… to elevate. 🎶

Plastic meal, plastic fate...
Bread like sorrow... pork won’t wait.
Life in clingfilm, sealed an’ sad,
Borrowed bliss… all I ever had.
You laugh? You mock mi plan?
But in dat mustard — mi feel like man.
A yellow stream, a dubby beam...
One drop... mi lunchtime dream.

🎶 Can I borrow... your mustard, one last dance?
Let mi soul taste... sweet romance.
One final burst… before mi go,
Back to chain... and work below. 🎶
🎶 You see mi there... eyes full of crust,
No gold, no fame — just flavor lust.
So if mi beg… with hungry trust...
You know mi heart… lend mi your must. 🎶

*(Mustard… is di sweat of gods…)
(Fi it… mi would sin…)
(Lunch break done. Back to Babylon...)
(Tick… Tick… Tick…)
[deep dub echo trailing off]

The Mustard Moocher (Dub Version)

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

How Are You? (Ragga Version)

Unbekannter Künstler