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Yeah!<br /> Yes mi lion a mi name Jr. Gong<br /> Mi unique DJ, dread<br /> Whatch yaWell a me name Jr.Gong<br /> Me seh look how mi natty tall<br /> Who nuh know me from dem see me<br /> Me a living top-a-nor<br /> See Clarky boot and khaki suit<br /> You think me go a Calabar<br /> Well pitty dem nuh know seh every dreadlocks is a star<br /> Ever quick with the lyrics we never quit when we talk<br /> Fi get hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball<br /> City fit inna mi grip and me a squeeze it till it small<br /> Every itty little bitty drip till none nuh left at all<br /> Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk<br /> No pity like yosemite sam when time when we a war<br /> And dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car<br /> And keep a distance no sa ka man will full y'uh face a scar<br /> You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a par and<br /> You run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a par<br /> And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a par<br /> We a bun' some ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar.Watch ya dread<br /> Flash it, flash it, dreadlocks<br /> Bim!And politican a drive dem car tell dem nuh steer come over here<br /> When dem touch down pon the ends you only hear seh war declare<br /> Man clap inna town and man a clap it inna square<br /> and whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh tear<br /> Wait! Some man a run down grammy fi di gunman fi the year<br /> And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear<br /> One shirt deh pon dem back and dem nuh have nothing more fi wear<br /> And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair<br /> Cannot find nuh vasoline fi moisturize dem daughter hair<br /> And the bulla price a rise and it nuh dearer than the pear<br /> An' a so mi get fi know seh heads a government nuh care<br /> 'Cause the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer<br /> Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year<br /> Tell the youth dem seh fi get them education and prepare<br /> Rastafari nah go give nuh man no more than he can bear<br /> Catch a fire, it a bun' so tell the 'tican dem bewareLord a mercy! Flash it, Flash it, Flash it, dreadlocks<br /> Flash it, Flash it, Flash it<br /> Bim!Warlord and Jr. Gong, when yuh hear dat tune yah bomb<br /> Haffi send in numba one, yuh can assume dat is di bomb<br /> Fi di gold and fi di yak cau man fi tun hooligan<br /> Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem nuh cooleyman<br /> Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool di man<br /> But dem waan fi gi we jumped, and dem war dem truly man<br /> I an I a nuh fool 'cau mi try to school di man<br /> How dem fi try to school di don<br /> Dem seh Bounty is di beast in di eye of di beholder<br /> Compare him to Hitler and iyah told yuh<br /> Seh dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller<br /> Seh dat there cold, but Jr. Gong colda.. cross, angry.Lord a mercy! Lord a mercy!Mi muma mi muma mi muma mi muma,<br /> Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!<br /> Jah know seh she roam in wid house of papa,<br /> Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!<br /> Mi only have one big sista and dem kill mi bredda<br /> Hey! Dem seh dat yuh must fight black power<br /> Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa<br /> Hey! Di bwoy deh a come from BulavaLyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>

Khaki Suit Lyrics


Yeah!
Yes mi lion a mi name Jr. Gong
Mi unique DJ, dread
Whatch yaWell a me name Jr.Gong
Me seh look how mi natty tall
Who nuh know me from dem see me
Me a living top-a-nor
See Clarky boot and khaki suit
You think me go a Calabar
Well pitty dem nuh know seh every dreadlocks is a star
Ever quick with the lyrics we never quit when we talk
Fi get hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball
City fit inna mi grip and me a squeeze it till it small
Every itty little bitty drip till none nuh left at all
Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk
No pity like yosemite sam when time when we a war
And dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car
And keep a distance no sa ka man will full y'uh face a scar

You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a par and
You run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a par
And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a par
We a bun' some ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar.Watch ya dread
Flash it, flash it, dreadlocks
Bim!And politican a drive dem car tell dem nuh steer come over here
When dem touch down pon the ends you only hear seh war declare
Man clap inna town and man a clap it inna square
and whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh tear
Wait! Some man a run down grammy fi di gunman fi the year
And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear
One shirt deh pon dem back and dem nuh have nothing more fi wear
And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair
Cannot find nuh vasoline fi moisturize dem daughter hair
And the bulla price a rise and it nuh dearer than the pear
An' a so mi get fi know seh heads a government nuh care
'Cause the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer
Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year
Tell the youth dem seh fi get them education and prepare
Rastafari nah go give nuh man no more than he can bear
Catch a fire, it a bun' so tell the 'tican dem bewareLord a mercy! Flash it, Flash it, Flash it, dreadlocks
Flash it, Flash it, Flash it
Bim!Warlord and Jr. Gong, when yuh hear dat tune yah bomb
Haffi send in numba one, yuh can assume dat is di bomb
Fi di gold and fi di yak cau man fi tun hooligan
Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem nuh cooleyman
Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool di man
But dem waan fi gi we jumped, and dem war dem truly man
I an I a nuh fool 'cau mi try to school di man
How dem fi try to school di don
Dem seh Bounty is di beast in di eye of di beholder
Compare him to Hitler and iyah told yuh
Seh dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller
Seh dat there cold, but Jr. Gong colda.. cross, angry.Lord a mercy! Lord a mercy!Mi muma mi muma mi muma mi muma,
Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!
Jah know seh she roam in wid house of papa,
Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!
Mi only have one big sista and dem kill mi bredda
Hey! Dem seh dat yuh must fight black power
Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa
Hey! Di bwoy deh a come from Bulava

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Damian Robert Nesta "Jr. Gong" Marley (born July 21, 1978 in Kingston, Jamaica) is a reggae artist who has won three Grammy awards. Damian Marley is the youngest son of reggae legend Bob Marley.

Damian was two years old when his father Bob died; he is the only child born to Marley and Cindy Breakspeare, Miss World 1976. Damian's nickname Junior Gong is derived from his father's nickname of Tuff Gong. Damian has been performing since the age of 13 and released his first album in 1996, at the age of 18. He shares, along with most of his family, a full-time career in music. Unlike his brothers and sisters, however, his musical specialty is "toasting", a Jamaican vocal technique that is a predecessor to rapping.

Damian has 3 records to date, including the highest placed reggae album in the USA billboard album charts with Welcome To Jamrock, and the highest place reggae song in the UK Top 40 with Welcome to Jamrock.

Like his father before him and the rest of the Marley family, he is a Rastafarian and his music reflects the Rastafari guiding principles of love and political freedom. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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