Artist/Band:
Damian "junior Gong" Marley
Lyrics for Song: The Master Has Come Back
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Damian "junior Gong" Marley
A your youth you know, wew
For the master has come back, gong the originally
Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi Clarky-Wally
For the master has come man, man, I do it regularly
Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me now
For the Master has come back, It's Mr. Warm and easy
She could never leave me, somebody please believe me
For the master has come back, I'm mad wid it
Boom, we learn from the old school
When strictly thugs used to run it
When one wheel really was the move
Long before Bogle start dance
And still pon deh paper money
Police alock up man fi them shoes
That simply mean the station full up
A bare Clark boot and bally
From England whe' spankin' new
Before man start to mek flex
When then used to mek dally
And speak of the rights and truths
If unno starvin' fi di brain food
Man have it fi feed you like porridge
Weh rich inna dreadnut juice
'Cause nuff a wah dem learn in university and college
It water down and dilute,
I tell you street smarts wi carry you through life like a cartridge
From a survival point of view and if what you seek is the truth
And to increase knowledge, now you surely can't lose, why?
For the master has come back, Gong the originally
Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi Clarky-Wally
For the master has come man, man, I do it regularly
Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me now
For the Master has come back, it's Mr. Warm and easy
She could never leave me, somebody please believe me
For the master has come back, I'm mad wid it
The return of the dread I when I get back
The entire empire will start to strike back
Well, a bare army green full up mi flight park
Some red eye guy wonder which bank we hijack
And a we the voluptuous girls a smile at
Any bwoy nuh like dat, him gone pon ice box
We can be dangerous like how the night black
We will dip and come up
Select and slide back and seh she loves my culture
Herbs and my locks, silky smooth way I flow
My words and my tracks
She's hoping we can spend a night at
Somewhere that's warm and cozy, why not?
She's been wanting me since my Karl Kani drop
And she needs the substance, not the hype chat
For dark clouds do bring rain, baby
Here comes the sun to shine again
For the master has come back, Gong the originally
Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi Clarky-Wally
For the master has come man, man, I do it regularly
Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me now
For the Master has come back, it's Mr. Warm and easy
She could never leave me, eve if you don't believe me
For the master has come back, I'm mad wid it
Boom! I know you're loving the goods that I'm delivering
Up in your neck of the woods so you can live again
Who is the cock in the coup which part the chicken in
And dem a copy the books that I have written in
And when you hear from the shout, dem no have no discipline
And dem a run up dem mouth, them never listening
And when the Gong no deh bout, I know you're missing him
'Cause lyrically no doubt I'm Nitroglycerin
Mi touch down it's carousels of luggages, my flip phone
My car cell, my messages, my girl bring me parcels and packages
Marijuana cigar smells in palaces,
A few coil must pop off for di charities
'Cause politition a palave' pon dem promises
A new face will fulfill the prophecies,
It's too late for two faced apologies
For the master has come back, Gong the originally
Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi Clarky-Wally
For the master has come man, man, I do it regulary
Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me now
For the Master has come back, it's Mr. Warm and easy
She could never leave me, somebody please believe me
For the master has come back, I'm mad wid it
When fire tun down low we're only simmering
Anyhow we start get cold, dem would be shivering
Not everything is gold because of glittering
Tell dem fi clean dem soul from all di littering
And they don't own di throne dat they be sitting in
And it was just a loan they're only sitting in
And when the king come home well what a bitter thing
Nashing of teeth and moaning upon bickering
Well, mind you catch the flow it can be sickening
Only a few are chosen for the reckoning
It's Rastarfari's that unno living in
And it's a lion's jungly unno visiting
I know you've seen the posters of my images
Upon your streets and close to all your villages
My metaphors unfolding with my similes
Woman can go dance again, boom
For the master has come back
For the master has come back
For the master has come back
For the master has come back
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