Damian Marley - Half Way Tree Lyrics

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Its 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

Strickly ex amount

Of high grade sess mi bun

Wha mi sing

Strickly 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 its 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

Untill you bust a sweat



BRIDGE



Bounce

Bounce, Bounce, Bounce

Bounce

Just Bounce, Bounce, Bounce



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So return to di venues

You used to fill

And return to the ends

Where you used to chill

I know 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

Ridim 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 its from baby pram

On 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 its 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



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[Thanks to ishi23442003 for adding these lyrics]