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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 regulary
Through every hill and valley, Its 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 lke porridge, weh rich inna dreadnut juice
Cause nuff a wah dem learn in university and colledge, it water down and dilute, I tell you street smarts wi carry you through life like a carridge
From a survival point of view, and if what you seek is the truth and to increase knowledge, now you surely can't loose. . . 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 regulary
Through every hill and valley, Its 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 thats 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 regulary
Through every hill and valley, Its 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!
