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 with 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 when spanking new
Before man start to mek flex, when then used to mek dally, and speak of the rights and truths
If unno starving 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 will 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 with 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 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 with 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 lugages, 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 politician 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, 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 with it!
When fire tun down low we're only simmering, anyhow we start get cold, them 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 that 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 its 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 similies, 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
