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