The Master Has Come Back Lyrics - Welcome To Jamrock - 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