A your youth you know!/Wew!       Chorus    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 them 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 wid it!      Verse:    BOOM! We learn from the old school   When strictly thugs used to run it   When one wheel wheely was the move   Long before Bogie start dance and still deh pon paper money   Police ah lock up man fi dem shoes   That simply mean the station full up a vear Clark boot and BAlly   From England whe spankin new   Before man start to mek flex   When dem used to mek daily   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 loose... Why?       Chorus Repeats/Verse:    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 fight pack   Some red eye guy a wonder which bank we hijack   And a we the voluptuous girls asmile at   Any bwoy nuh ike 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 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      Chorus Repeats/Verse:    BOOM!   I know your'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 a copy the books that I have written in   And when you hear from the shout   Dem no have no dicipline, 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   Marijanna cigar smells in palaces   A few coil must pop off for di charities   Cause polititcian a palave pon dem promises   A new face will fulfill the prophecies   It's too late for two faced apologies      Chorus Repeats/Verse:    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 cleandem soul from al 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 steets and close to all you villages   My metaphors unfolding with my similes woman can go dance again   BOOM!   Chorus: For the Master has come back (4X)