Intro/Chorus: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley" (*Sample)
(Well the master has come back) Don originally
Run fi di grand finale,mi have mi khaki wally
(Well the master has come back) Man, I do it regularly
Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me
(Well the master has come back) It's Mr. warm and easy
She could a never leave me, somebody please believe me
(Well the master has come back) I'm maaaaaaadddddd ready!!!!
Verse 1:
Boom! We learn from di old school as strictly thugs used to run it
When one wheel wheel it was the move
Long before Bogle start dance and still have paper money
Police a lock up man fi dem shoes
I simply mean di station pull up a bare Clark boots and Balley
From England weh spankin new
Before man start to mek flex and dem used to mek dolly, and speak up di rights and truth
If oonu starvin fi di bad food man have it to feed yuh like Pouridge
Original bread not juice
Cau nuff a weh dem learnin university and college, it water down and dilute
I tell yuh street smart will carry yuh through life like a courage
From a survival point of view
And if what yuh seek is di truth and to increase knowledge
Now yuh sure caan lose, well
Chorus: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley" (*Sample)
(Well the master has come back) Don originally
Run fi di grand finale,mi have mi khaki wally
(Well the master has come back) Man, I do it regularly
Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me
(Well the master has come back) It's Mr. warm and easy
She could a never leave me, somebody please believe me
(Well the master has come back) I'm maaaaaaadddddd ready!!!!
Verse 2:
Boom! Di return of di Jedi when I come back
Di entire Empire will start to Strike Back
Girl a been round mi (?) love mi like Pac
So mi di guy a wonda which punk mi hijack
And a we di volumptuous girls a smile at
Any bwoy nuh like dat dem gone pon icebox
It can be dangerous like how di night dark
Fi we dip and come up she leg and slide back
Gal seh she loves my culture, herbs and my locks
Silky smooth when I throw my words on my track
She's hopin we can spend on my (?)
Somewhere that's warm and frosey why not
She's been wantin me since my Karl Khani job
And she need di substance not di high chat
Dark clouds you bring and murder, here comes the sun to shine again
Chorus: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley" (*Sample)
(Well the master has come back) Don originally
Run fi di grand finale,mi have mi khaki wally
(Well the master has come back) Man, I do it regularly
Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me
(Well the master has come back) It's Mr. warm and easy
She could a never leave me, somebody please believe me
(Well the master has come back) I'm maaaaaaadddddd ready!!!!
Verse 3:
Boom! I know yuh lovin the goods that I'm deliverin
Up in yuh beck of the woods so you can live again
Who is the duck and the cub which part the chicken egg
And dem a copy the books that I have ever written in
And when yuh hear from the show have nuh discipline
And dem a run up dem mouth and neva listenin
And when dem done and deh bout I know missin him
Cau lyrically no doubt nitroglicerin
Mi touchdiwn is carosels of luggages
My flip phone, my car cell, my messages
My girl bring mi parcels and packages
Marijuana, cigar smells and policies
A few guy must pop off all the charities
Cau politicians nah pull off all dem promises
A new face will fulfill the prophecies
It's too late for two face apologies
Chorus: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley" (*Sample)
(Well the master has come back) Don originally
Run fi di grand finale,mi have mi khaki wally
(Well the master has come back) Man, I do it regularly
Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me
(Well the master has come back) It's Mr. warm and easy
She could a never leave me, somebody please believe me
(Well the master has come back) I'm maaaaaaadddddd ready!!!!
Verse 4:
Hey! When fire bun down low around it simmerin
And now it start get cold and would be shiverin
Not everything is gold because of glitterin
Tell dem fi clean dem soul from all di litterin
And they don't own the town a they be sittin in
And it was just alone they only sittin in
And when di king come home a what a bitter ting
Dashin of teeth and moan end up a bickering
Well mon yuh get yuh flow it can be sickenin
Only a few are chosen for di reckoning
It's Rastafari world I would be livin in
And it's a Lion's jungle oonu visitin
And now yuh seen di posters of my images
Upon yuh streets and close to all yuh villages
My metaphors unfold dem wid my similies
Woman can go dance again...boom...
Outro:
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