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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 hill and valley, it's normal for me now
For the has come back, It's Mr. Warm and easy She could never leave me, please believe me For the master has 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 still pon deh money Police alock up man fi them That simply mean the station up A bare Clark boot and From England spankin' new Before man to mek flex When used to mek dally And speak of the rights and If unno starvin' fi di food Man it fi feed you like porridge Weh rich dreadnut juice 'Cause a wah dem learn in university and college It down and dilute, I tell you street smarts wi carry you through life a cartridge From a survival point of view and if what you seek is the And to increase knowledge, now you surely can't lose,
For the master has back, Gong the originally Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi 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, it's Mr. Warm and She could never leave me, somebody believe me For the has come back, I'm mad wid it
The return of the dread I when I get The empire will start to strike back Well, a bare army full up mi flight park Some red eye guy wonder which bank we And a we the girls a smile at Any nuh like dat, him gone pon ice box We can be dangerous like how the night We dip and come up and slide back and seh she loves my culture Herbs and my locks, silky way I flow My words and my She's hoping we can spend a at Somewhere that's warm and cozy, why She's wanting me since my Karl Kani drop And she needs the substance, not the hype For clouds do bring rain, baby Here comes the sun to again
For the master has come back, the originally Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi For the master has man, man, I do it regularly Through every and valley, it's normal for me now For the has come back, it's Mr. Warm and easy She could leave me, eve if you don't believe me For the master has back, I'm mad wid it
Boom! I know you're loving the goods I'm delivering Up in your neck of the woods so you can again Who is the cock in the coup which part the in And dem a copy the that I have written in And when you from the shout, dem no have no discipline And dem a run up dem mouth, them listening And when the Gong no deh bout, I know missing him 'Cause lyrically no doubt I'm Mi touch down it's of luggages, my flip phone My car cell, my messages, my bring me parcels and packages Marijuana smells in palaces, A few coil must pop off for di 'Cause politition a palave' pon dem A new face fulfill the prophecies, too late for two faced apologies
For the master has back, Gong the originally Run for the grand finale, mi mi Clarky-Wally For the has come man, man, I do it regulary Through every hill and valley, normal for me now For the Master has back, it's Mr. Warm and easy She could never me, somebody please believe me For the master has back, I'm mad wid it
When fire tun down low we're only Anyhow we start get cold, dem be shivering Not is gold because of glittering Tell dem fi 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 the king come home well what a bitter thing Nashing of teeth and moaning upon Well, mind you catch the it can be sickening Only a few are chosen for the It's that unno living in And it's a jungly unno visiting I you've seen the posters of my images Upon your streets and to all your villages My metaphors with my similes Woman can go dance again,
For the master has come For the has come back For the master has come For the master has back