The Master Has Come Back – Damian Marley – letras

A your youth you know!/Wew!ChorusFor the master has come backGong the OriginallyRun for the grand finale Mi inna mi Clarky – WallyFor the master has come backMan! I do it regularly; Through every hill and valleyIt’s normal for me nowFor them master has come backIt’s Mr.Warm and EasyShe coulda never leave me; Somebody please believe meFor the master has come backI’m mad wid it!Verse:BOOM! We learn from the old schoolWhen strictly thugs used to run itWhen one wheel wheely was the moveLong before Bogie start dance and still deh pon paper moneyPolice ah lock up man fi dem shoesThat simply mean the station full up a vear Clark boot and BAllyFrom England whe spankin newBefore man start to mek flexWhen dem used to mek dailyAnd speak of the rights and truthIf unno starvin fi di brain foodMan have it fi feed you like porridgeWeh rich inna dreadnut juiceCause nuff a wah dem learn in university and collegeIt water down and diluteI tell you street smarts wi carry you through life like a carriageFrom a survival point of view, And if what you seek is the truthAnd to increase knowledge, Now you surely can’t loose… Why?Chorus Repeats/Verse:The return of the dread I when I get backthe entire Empire will start to strike backWell a bare army green full up mi fight packSome red eye guy a wonder which bank we hijackAnd a we the voluptuous girls asmile atAny bwoy nuh ike datHim gone pon ice boxWe can be dangerous like how the night blackWe will dip and come upselect and slide backAnd seh she loves my cultureHerbs and my locks; Silky smooth way of I flowMy words and my tracksShe’s hoping we can spend a night atSomewhere that’s warm and cozy… why notShe’s been wanting me since my Karl Kani dropAnd she needs the substance, Not the hype chatFor dark clouds do bring rain…Baby, Here comes the sun to shine againChorus Repeats/Verse:BOOM!I know your’re loving the goods that I’m delivering Up in yourneck of the woods so you can live againWho is the cock in the coupe which part the chicken inAnd dem a copy the books that I have written inAnd when you hear from the shoutDem no have no dicipline, And dem a run up dem mouthThem never listeningAnd when the Gong no deh boutI know you’re missing himCause lyrically no doubt I’m nitroglycerinMi touch down it’s carousels of luggagesMy flip phone, my car cell, my messagesMy girl bring me parcels and packagesMarijanna cigar smells in palacesA few coil must pop off for di charitiesCause polititcian a palave pon dem promisesA new face will fulfill the propheciesIt’s too late for two faced apologiesChorus Repeats/Verse:When fire tun down low we’re only simmeringAnyhow we start get cold, Dem would be shiveringNot everything is gold because of glitteringTell dem fi cleandem soul from al di litteringAnd they don’t own di throne dat they be sitting inAnd it was just a loan they’re only sitting inAnd when the king come home well what a bitter thingNashing of teeth and moaning upon bickeringWell mind you catch the flow it can be sickeningOnly a few are chosen for the reckoningIt’s Rastafari’s world that unno living inAnd it’s a lion’s jungle unno visitingI know you’ve seen the posters of my imagesUpon your steets and close to all you villagesMy metaphors unfolding with my similes woman can go dance againBOOM!Chorus: For the Master has come back (4X)