mercredi, juin 20

DAMIAN MARLEY/PIMPA S PARADISE + BONUS

"La musique met l'âme en harmonie avec tout ce qui l'entoure"_OscarWilde.

Les MARLEY, je les aimes tellement ! Ma passion, ma raison de vivre (fin euh ouais ptet pas non plus hein !)
En tout cas, un appaisement intérieur quand je les écoute, en paix intérieure et extérieure...
DAMIAN MARLEY <3

LYrics
[Intro: Black Thought]
And yes y'all, you now rockin with the best
Black Thought from the legendary Roots crew in the flesh
I slid up in here with the brothers from the Marley family, crestin, we 'gon set for y'all

[Verse 1: Stephen Marley]
Hey! She loves to party, have a good time
She looks so hearty, feeling fine
She loves to smoke, sometimes shifting coke
She's laughing when there ain't no joke, hey!!!

[Chorus: Stephen Marley] (Background Singers)
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was now
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was, now
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was

[Verse 2: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley]
Cause coke was a thing that once she first tried
Was once a blue moon to once a blue sky
And now she's wonderin who else wants to go by
She don't got no money and wants to get high
Story sounds familiar like born to be wild
But she sillier, not quite the same but she similiar
A waste of a saucy perilier
Used to look good in the videos now she look hideous
Now it's broken crack pipes with lipstick traces
Work the cold nights red district places
She seen more hotels then my tour suitcases
Or male customers than Old Navy
She love limelight more than John Swayze
Seen more miles than I rent an AV
She don't slow down then some day maybe
She lost then she can't find her way to safety

[Chorus: Stephen Marley] (Background Singers)
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was now
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was, now
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was

[Verse 3: Black Thought]
Check it out! She keep her head up in space like a satellite
Because she got a insatiable appetite
For stayin out late night with all the parasites
Plottin on the way to cop a little piece of paradise
Her dignity the only thing that she could sacrifice
Just get the monkey off her back and she be back in like
Five minutes, she stay on the move
She looked smoked up, and stoned at the buildin refused
All coked up, alone she ain't even in tuned
And it's sad cause she ain't really have a reason to use
She was a pretty girl cleaner than the board of health studied than enjoyed herself
I don't know what drove her to avoid herself
Destroyed herself and took a taste of the yay
And now she on the track workin while she wastin away
It's safe to say she lookin for some place to stay
Whoever got a lil' paper to play could get a slice of this....

[Chorus: Stephen Marley] (Background Singers)
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was now
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was, now
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was

[Verse 3: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley]
For no reason a seasoned spliff was the first thing
One spring season while she's out flirtin
Now she season me and don't need rehearsin
And seen get a beaten life is uncertained
Ego need feedin now no one's mercy
Beneath the demons she's a one person
When she's not fiendin swearin and cursin
Behind the curtain she's really hurtin
And while her people don't even trust her at home
The dealer that bring and cook the rock down
And she without sinnin will spot the first stone
The feelin kicks in she's in the dark zone
Old friends walk pass goin bout there own
As if she is someone that they don't know
Then the King Of Kings lift her off the flo'
Sayin life is a thing when you learn you grow

[Chorus: Stephen Marley] (Background Singers)
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was now
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was, now
(Pimpa's paradise) That's all she was

[Outro: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley & Stephen Marley]
She rise and fall like a star, her life ride off like a car
Her face full of all kind of scar, always with fist start a war
She can't keep herself up to par, she plays like a broken guitar
She always want take it to far
Although she ain't go make it too far
She rise and fall like a star, her life ride off like a car
Her face full of all kind of scar, always with fist start a war
She can't keep herself up to par, she plays like a broken guitar
She always want take it to far
Mi wonder if she make it so far, wuy!!!!

+BONUS/

LYrics

Out in the streets, they call it merther

Verse 1:
Welcome to jamrock
Camp where di thugs dem camp at
Two pounds a weed inna van back
It inna yuh hand bag
Yuh knapsack it inna yuh backpack
The smell a give yuh girlfriend contact
Some boy nuh notice
Dem only come around like tourist
On the beach wit' a few club sodas
Bedtime stories
And pose like they name Chuck Norris
And don't know da real hardcore cuz sandals a now back to
Di thugs dem weh do what they got do
And won't think twice to shot you
Don't make them spot you
Unless you carry guns a lot too
A pure tuff tings come at you
When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block off traffic
Den dem reel and pop off and dem start clap it
When di pin file dung and it a beat drop it
Police come inna jeep and dem can't stop it
Some seh dem a playboy or Playboy rabbit
Funnyman a get drop like a bad habit
So nah bodda pose off if yuh don't have it
Rastafari stands alone

Chorus:
Welcome to jamrock
Welcome to jamrock
Out in the streets, they call it merther

Verse 2:
Welcome to jamtown
Poor people a dead at random
Political violence cyan done
Pure ghost and phantom
Di youth dem get blind by stardom
Now di King of Kings a call
Ol' man to pickney
So wave unnu hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sick me
Dem suit no fit me
To win election dem trick we
And dem don't do nutting at all
Come on let's face it
To get an education's basic
And most of di youth dem waste it
And when dem waste it
Dat's when dem take de guns replace it
And dem don't stand a chance at all
And dat's why a nuff likkle youth have up some fat 'matic
With di extra magazine inna dem back pocket
And a flee to night time inna some black jacket
All who nah lock glocks seh dem a lock rocket
Den will full you up a current like a short circuit
Dem a run a court block which part the cops block it
And from noon 'til a mornin' no stop clock it
If dem run outta rounds a brought back ratchet

Chorus:
Welcome to jamrock (Southside Northside)
Welcome to jamrock (Eastcoast Westcoast)
Welcome to jamrock (Cornwall, Middlesex n surrey yo)
Welcome to jamrock
Out in the streets they call it merther

Jamaica Jamaica
Jamaica Jamaica, now
Jamaica Jamaica, yo
Jamaica Jamaica

Welcome to jamrock
Welcome to jamrock
(l) !!!

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