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      HalfWay Tree

      Damian Marley

      Album: Halfway Tree

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      Damian Marley - HalfWay Tree Música y Letra

      Okay, rememnber the breif
      And one and two and bounce and bounce
      And bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
      Bounce, bounce, bounce
      Bounce, bounce, bounce
      
      It's like keeping a stage show and want the place fi done
      Wha you do call my management that walk wid 50 gun, wha mi do
      Nah goin' go pon stage until me get me funds
      Wha mi sing, one Jr.Gong what a hefty sum
      
      Youngest veteran intercept di run
      Artist a carry feelings and tears a run
      Say you know, say a just true, him a Bob Marley son
      How him get a Swizz Beats and you nuh get me none
      
      Wha mi sing strictly ex amount of high grade sess mi bun
      Wha mi sing strictly only high grade princess mi bun
      Politician well love push up dem chest mi bun
      Certain loud rowdy talking interest mi gun
      
      Now mi come fi bun down all material object
      Wid a raas claat gold chain 'round me neck
      Me bun a fire pon di man weh love bitch and fret
      And want every little detail intricate
      
      Well, dem just can't believe or dem won't accept
      Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, fassy don't forget
      Well, is it just me or is it hot to death
      It's the Halfway Tree C.D. and cassette
      
      D.J. race a run on your mark, get set
      And watch everybody run to the record outlet
      Tell me who C.D. do you think they get
      The one closest to the Bob Marley box set
      
      And boom and anyhow you nuh feel me yet
      Well, chances are you might soon go def
      Me have a clip fully loaded and one select
      Fi any bwoy weh nuh want show the Gong respect
      
      All me shirt and shoes and pants me bet
      Say a nuff D.J. haffi go starve to death
      While dem girl read about me on the Internet
      But it's not their fault, don't get upset
      
      Because dem can't touch me intellect
      And boom dem can't even bounce a check
      Well, you better rest your drinks pon a serviette
      And gwon bounce around until you bust a sweat
      
      Bounce
      Just bounce, bounce, bounce
      Bounce
      Just bounce, bounce, bounce
      
      Bounce
      Bounce, bounce, bounce
      Bounce
      Bounce, bounce, bounce
      
      So return to di venues you used to fill
      And return to the ends where you used to chill
      I know them putting some punks on over kill
      Wid some everyday tune, I refuse to build
      
      Now you've been waiting patiently until boom
      A me name Jr.Gong and still, boom
      Ridin' a bounce and you can't stand still, boom
      See it deh now your drinks a spill
      
      You have some D.J. think dem shoot to kill
      'Cause dem spar wid, a couple thug youths weh will
      Wait till dem lickle chumpas, dem have draw nil
      Ah di same thug, ah climb thru dem windowsill
      
      And, anyhow you no pay di bill
      Well, dem could a find you a sligoville
      You better mind how you use your talent and skill
      Till you hear man a bruk down your burglar grill
      
      Well, it's from baby pram n to Stroller dem
      We rock mics anywhere, we get a hold a dem
      Wid di Muffin looking over, we shoulder dem
      Better read out all mi portfolio dem
      
      Well, it's roots and branches, sticks and stems
      A di Halfway Tree and it a murder dem
      Ghetto youths, one fam, you never heard a dem
      Dangerous nightlife observer dem
      
      So just bounce, bounce, bounce wit' me
      Big man big woman and pickney
      Feel no pain when di music hit me
      Find all a gyal weh fit me
      
      Keeping a stage show and want the place fi done
      Wha you do call my management that walk wid 50 gun
      Wha mi do, nah goin' go pon stage until me get me funds
      Wha mi sing, one Jr.Gog what a hefty sum
      
      Youngest veteran intercept di run
      Artist a carry feelings and tears a run
      Say you know, say a just true, him a Bob Marley son
      How him get a Swizz Beats and you nuh get me none
      
      Wha mi sing strictly ex amount of high grade sess mi bun
      Wha mi sing strictly only high grade princess mi bun
      Politician well love push up dem chest mi bun
      Certain loud rowdy talking interest mi gun
      
      Now mi come fi bun down all material object
      Wid a raas claat gold chain 'round me neck
      Me bun a fire pon di man weh love bitch and fret
      And want every little detail intricate
      
      Well, dem just can't believe or dem won't accept
      Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, fassy don't forget
      Well, is it just me or is it hot to death
      It's the Halfway Tree C.D. and cassette
      
      D.J. race a run on your mark, get set
      And watch everybody run to the record outlet
      Tell me who C.D. do you think they get
      The one closest to the Bob Marley box set
      
      Well, dem just can't believe or dem won't accept
      Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, fassy don't forget
      Well, is it just me or is it hot to death
      It's the Halfway Tree C.D. and cassette
      
      D.J. race a run on your mark, get set
      And watch everybody run to the record outlet
      Tell me who C.D. do you think they get
      The one closest to the Bob Marley box set
      
      So just
      
      Bounce, bounce, bounce
      Bounce, bounce, bounce
      Bounce, bounce, bounce
      ...

      Damian Marley - HalfWay Tree Música y Letra

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