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