Lyrics The Master Has Come Back - Yami Bolo , Stephen Marley
A
your
youth
you
know
For
the
master
has
come
back
Gong
the
originally
Run
for
the
grand
finale
mi
inna
mi
Clarky-Wally
For
the
master
has
come
back
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
coulda
never
leave
me
Somebody
please
believe
me
For
the
master
has
come
back
I'm
mad
wit
it
Boom
We
learn
from
the
old
school
When
strictly
thugs
used
to
run
it
When
one
wheel
wheely
was
the
move
Long
before
Bogle
start
dance
and
still
deh
pon
paper
money
Police
ah
lock
up
man
fi
dem
shoes
That
simply
mean
the
station
full
up
a
bear
Clark
boot
and
Bally
From
England
whe'
spankin'
new
Before
man
start
to
mek
flex
When
dem
used
to
mek
dally
And
speak
of
the
rights
and
truth
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
carriage
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
back
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
coulda
never
leave
me
Somebody
please
believe
me
For
the
master
has
come
back
I'm
mad
wit
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
pack
Some
red
eye
guy
a
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
say
she
loves
my
culture,
herbs
and
locks
Silkly
smooth
way
of
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
back
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
coulda
never
leave
me
Somebody
please
believe
me
For
the
master
has
come
back
I'm
mad
wit
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
coupe
which
part
the
chicken
in
And
dem
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
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
back
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
coulda
never
leave
me
Somebody
please
believe
me
For
the
master
has
come
back
I'm
mad
wit
it
When
the
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
Rastafari's
world
that
unno
living
in
And
it's
a
lion's
jungle
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
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