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1. barba spune:
   februarie 18th, 2009 at 21:17

   “amprenta” lu’ Bob Marley s’a mostenit..
   si se simte in muzica lu Damian..

2. there for you spune:
   martie 7th, 2009 at 11:14

   damian esti cel mai tare imi place mult muzica ta si ma facut sa imi dau seama de niste lucruri tine-o tot asa poate ne vedem la vara in jamaica kiss you

3. there for you spune:
   martie 7th, 2009 at 11:16

   And it was written
   Up in the book of life
   That a man shall
   Endure forever more Well did you know the pen
   Is stronger than di knife
   And they can kill you once
   But they cant kill you twice
   Did you know destruction of di flesh is not di ending to life
   Fear not of the anti-christ
   Did you know that I
   Exist before the earth
   And did you know my eyes
   Are windows to the world
   Did you know you cant go ah Zion and ah wear jerry curls
   Cant tell the boys from the girls
   The bodys just a vehicle
   Transporting the soul
   Its whats inside the people
   Is beauty to behold
   Fear not of evil
   Everyday dem flesh it grow old
   Changes of the times take the toll
   The one ya name, fear is in the eyes of di beholder
   And love is in the presence of the love maker
   Life is in the words of the comforter
   Endure much longer
   Live much longer
   Fear is in the eyes of di beholder
   And love is in the presence of the love maker
   Life is in the words of the comforter
   Endure much longer
   Live much longer
   A vest around his chest and Rastafari is his name
   The gift of everlasting life for us to all sustain
   Blessing that you all be got
   Lessons taught you all forgot
   Rasta call it shit you not
   Do you remember Elijah
   And his chariot of flames
   Same blood that runs thru my veins The one ya name, fear is in the eyes of di beholder
   And love is in the presence of the love maker
   Life is in the words of the comforter
   Endure much longer
   Live much longer
   Fear is in the eyes of di beholder
   And love is in the presence of the love maker
   Life is in the words of the comforter
   Endure much longer
   Live much longer
   Careful how you entertain stranger
   Selassie never born inna nuh manger
   I’ll never crucify as me savior
   Elect off himself inna the ruler
   Babylon ah nah malfunction well dem a failure
   So be careful of dem cellular and pager
   Cause I sign see dem I see danger
   So dem grateful Selaisse I pray to you
   He did mi wanna lick upon shots
   Upon a bloodclad
   And fill the block with BOMRUSH cops
   Cops mi dun talk you know you watch me walks in
   While black woman is getting raped across New York And
   Before another brother’s in chalk And
   I ‘magine somebody said that’s your son dead, see him?
   See us we do the crime we do the time
   Y’all get away scott free
   So police mi gonna pop you b’fore you pop me
   Cause if you get me you got me you shot me
   Know’ll lot me carry shotty since moms slap me
   Cause my room sloppy
   The youngest nigga out the camp is me
   But nobody pampered me
   So you better don’t ramp with me
   Fi see me, me don’t play plenty
   Chicks me blazed many
   Raised plenty fi dollars
   Storm upon mi prada
   Watch a bomb holla
   Watch ‘im run, hit the floor
   Told ‘im come, come no
   Throw ya ganja pon de air
   ‘plah!’
   Watch for sticks and stones
   Stumbling blocks in piles
   Life is one big road
   Miles on top of miles
   So blessed be the soul
   That always remains a child
   When most people don’t even smile
   There’s a natural mystic
   Blowing tru the air
   So keep it realistic
   And always be aware
   The truth is crying out
   And it’s so loud and so clear
   But most people won’t even hear
   Spiritual pollution in the atmosphere
   And with so much confusion
   Can one be happy here
   The gift of Rastafari is for all man to share
   But some would rather to be so unfair

4. there for you spune:
   martie 7th, 2009 at 11:17

   From Jungle to Rema
   From Tivoli to Matthews Lane
   From Waterhouse to Drewsland
   From Payneland to Delacre

   A youth and youth fi have a plan and have some ambition
   And make sure unnu firm ina di Armageddon
   So when you son become a man, him know just where you stand
   Him know him poopa set it so him follow tradition
   If Marcus Garvey say fi read then why some man ah pree
   Cause knowledge ah the key and it wll set the people free
   And Haile I philosophy is African unity
   Unno watch dey segregation and social impurity
   The race is not just for the swift but those who can endure
   Make sure you have a steady footing in ah zion door
   And keep dem thoughts dem pure, Jah love is for the poor
   But some likkkle bwoy ah burst some gun dem mooma can’t afford
   If Jah say blood fi run let Jah will be done
   The heaven and the earth will pass away before him word no come
   But if ‘I’m rise without a cause there will be no reward
   For you to enter Zion gates because you are a fraud
   For the youths in the struggle
   Fighting Guerilla warfare
   Somalia to Ethiopia
   From Egypt to Zimbabwe

   Haile Selassie say ah war if colour is a scar
   If one from every nation can come live up an ah par
   So don’t care who you are there’s a brighter morning star
   It’s shining with di town and tell the people near and far
   You seek and you will search with science and research
   The flesh it is the temple and the temple is the church
   Haile Selassie say fi work so how some man ah lurks
   Dem fix upon the cornerside like rubbish heap and dirt
   Haile Selassie say ah one respect for every man
   No care dey race, no care dey colour nor di religion
   So make a decision fi bun di division
   Cause each and every rasta youth to trot pon di mission

   From Portmore to Kingston
   From Kingston to Montego Bay
   From Seaview to Riverton
   Common Hundred Park Lane

   From Jungle to Rema
   From Tivoli to Matthews Lane
   From Southside to Telaville
   From Iraq to USA

   From Waterhouse to Drewsland
   Payneland to Delacre

   Portmore, kingston to boom.

5. there for you spune:
   martie 7th, 2009 at 11:18

   Vexation of spirit is a waste of time
   Negative thinking, don’t you waste your thoughts
   Verbal conflict is a waste of word
   Physical conflict is a waste of flesh
   People will always be who they want
   And that’s what really makes the world go round
   Unconditional love is scarce
   (“Till shiloh I shall not forsake thee”
   Now and forever more
   Forever more, forever more…
   You see, you gave precious life to me
   So I live my life for you…You…
   You see, you’ve always been there for me
   And so i’ll be there for you…You…
   (“Till shiloh I shall not forsake thee”
   Bless your eyes and may your days be long
   May you rise on the morning when His kingdom come
   Good deeds aren’t remembered in the hearts of men
   (…..Oooooooh)
   Bless your eyes and may your dreams come true
   May you rise on the morning when Jah kingdom come
   Good deeds aren’t remembered in the hearts of men
   (“Till shiloh I shall not forsake thee”
   Now and forever more
   Forever more…
   You see, you’ve always had faith in me
   And so i’ll have faith in you…You…
   You’ve always been there for me
   And so i’ll be there for you…You…

   Hey!
   You’ve always been good to me
   Even when i’m not good to myself
   You’ve always been fair to me
   Even when i’m not fair to myself
   You’ve always done right by me
   So I will do right by you…You…
   (“Till shiloh I shall not forsake thee”
   You’ve always been there for me, mama
   So i’ll be there for you, papa
   You’ve always been fair to me, brother
   And so i’ll be fair to you, sister
   You’ve always had faith in me
   And so i’ll have faith in you…You..

   You’ve always been good to me
   You’ve always been to kind to me
   You’ve always stood up for me
   You’ve always been there for me
   You’ve always been…oooooh
   You’ve always been…oooooh
   You always did care for me…yeh
   You always did share with me…yeh
   You always been true to me
   And so i’ll be true to you…

6. there for you spune:
   martie 7th, 2009 at 11:19

   Now I see them giving the woman abortion to kill another baby
   Miscarriage and misfortune and premature crack baby
   Strength of Ras Tafari I’m hoping someday maybe
   They don’t obey parents, maybe they will obey me
   Future for the babies
   Hopes for the babies
   Tommorrow for the babies
   No sorrow for the babies
   Babies having babies
   Raising our babies
   All of these young ladies
   Give them thanks and praises
   How long can she take it?
   Dreams are full of ‘maybes’,
   Will she ever make it?
   Hustles on a daily

   In the club she shake it, strip down ’till she naked
   Don’t ever mistake it, Much too real to fake it
   Need it then she’ll take it
   She’ll do it for the babies
   A mother’s love is sacred
   Now you don’t you ever fail me A woman needs caring, sharing, love all the time (no don’t you ever fail me)
   A child needs loving, caring…
   Is there no other option than adoption for you babies
   You’re raffling and jacketing and auctioning your babies
   Strength of Ras Tafari I’m hoping someday maybe
   They don’t obey their parents, maybe they will obey me
   Cowards play the game thing
   Fathers do the brave thing
   And that’s participating
   He keeps on concentrating
   There is no debating
   No running away thing
   A new life is awakening, From his ejaculating,
   It’s in the oven baking
   Takes two for the making
   He’s right there through the cravings
   And early morning waking

   School and educating
   Sports and recreating, Karate and ballet thing
   Teenager of today thing
   Fathers still relating, still communicating
   And they’ll always embrace him
   Cause they cannot replace him And always do your very best to keep a promise to your babies
   And if you can’t be good, at least be honest to your babies
   The strength of Ras Tafari I’m hoping someday maybe
   They don’t obey their parents maybe they will o…
   History of the babies
   Beginning of the ages
   You’re flipping thru the pages
   And up and thru the 80’s
   Some are gang related, Drug affiliated
   Some intoxicated, Headed for the snake pit
   And Papa’s locked in cages
   And Mama’s lacking wages
   And this what they’re faced with, upon a daily basis

   Bleaching out dem faces,
   Running from dem races
   Shooting up them places
   Killing other babies
   As bitter as the taste is, And words can not explain it
   Just walk the narrow pavement
   And of love not hatred

7. there for you spune:
   martie 7th, 2009 at 11:21

   Some girl in the twinkling of an eye
   Dem ah ready fi come pull down mi Karl Kani
   Oh come on now
   Tell me how can I
   Love ah one dat really don’t deserve me
   Natural fi keep and natural preserve me
   Me is ah boy could get a whole heep ah girl ya heard me
   Many are called but only few deemed worthy
   Body have ta physically strong and sturdy
   Spiritually balanced fi clean and purge me
   Mentally advanced fi always urge me
   Read couple books and challenge the clergy
   Read a couple psalms up inna the morning early Could you be so kind
   Then show me a sign
   I’ve been searching and it’s so hard to find
   Decent values with a decent wine
   Decent jubee running it down the line
   Maybe it’s my mind
   Maybe I’m blind
   Maybe it’s the way that I’ve been spending my time
   I’m still searching for a fine peace of mind (piece of mine)
   Decent jubee running it down the line
   A little child has grown
   And he’s got love on his mind
   But what he’ll never know
   A virtuous woman is hard to find
   And dat’s when she said
   She feels the pain
   And she’ll never fall
   In love again
   So if you is a gyal with whole heep of value
   What a valuable nice and decent gyal you
   When I get you I’ll be glad I got you
   Then stand firmly inna your life like statue
   Seen some old tings seen some young tings
   Seen some little silly go and come tings
   Seen some one night just for fun tings
   What a indecent piece ah some ting
   Be so kind
   Den show me a sign
   I’ve been searching and it’s so hard to find
   Decent values with a decent wine
   Decent jubee running it down the line
   Maybe it’s my mind
   Maybe I’m blind
   Maybe it’s the way that I’ve been spending my time
   I’m still searching for a fine peace of mind (piece of mine)
   Decent jubee running it down the line
   Some say that love is blind
   But he keep saying
   Not this time
   So all he need is love
   To keep his heart in line You have some gyal ah come pon man premises
   And ah fling up the ting that’s between di knees
   And ah full up man head with false promises
   Oh dutty bungle please
   couldn’t want to run that so fast wid ease
   been there dun that my main squeeze is natural
   simply natural
   Cause that’s when she said she’s feeling pain
   It seems they have fallen in love again
   That’s when she said
   Lord I feel the pain
   And now they’re standing in love again So tell me ah when price tag gone pon annany
   Gyal ah love man for Benz and Ferrari
   Little one eyed brethren weh name Omari
   Couldn’t get no loving since him start sell stary
   Some girl in the twinkling of an eye
   Dem ah ready fi come pull down mi Karl Kani
   Oh come on now
   Tell me how can I
   Love ah one dat really don’t deserve me

8. there for you spune:
   martie 7th, 2009 at 11:22

   Hey girl!
   The way you make me feel
   I know your love is real
   You satisfy my every want and need

   Hey boy!
   You’re always on my mind
   We need to spend more time
   Cause no one else can touch my heart inside She look so good in her clothes
   She get dressed and roll
   So much man a fly down, Call the pest control
   Confident princess, She address them bold
   She nah manifest, Fi them sexual goal
   She wish them the best, Rasta bless them soul
   Her mouth nuh filthy, Like nuh cess tank pool
   Smarter than most intellectual fools
   Weh spend them time pon internet chat rooms

   She said, “Junior you’re a genius
   You think with your mind and not your penis
   Your gang of Jamaican Al Pacinos
   Drinking Blue Mountain cappuccinos.”
   Will I say, “Baby you’re the cleanest
   The true definition of what my queen is
   Nothing could’ve ever really come between us
   Share the same room and Jah will feed us.”
   Why mi love her fi all she’s worth
   Sitn’ fi gwan she wi start it first
   Wheel and pop off, Supn’ outta she purse
   Whole heap a fool have to start disperse
   Police ah come you see how fast she splurt
   Can’t find no sign of she khaki skirt
   Light up the place like we spark these herbs
   Love watch the way that she gwan
   When a big tune a play pon the dance-hall set
   Selector rewind every chance them get
   The rhythm design fi she dance and sweat
   All when morning ashine she nuh start dance yet
   Man clear the line when she walk and step
   But she nah pay no mind to remarks them mek
   Always on time take a chance and bet
   She’s a fine piece of mind with right mindset

   She said, “Junior you’re a genius
   You think with you’re mind and not you’re peanuts
   Your gang of Jamaican Al Pacinos
   Drinking Blue Mountain cappuccinos.”
   I say, “Baby you’re the cleanest
   The true definition of what my queen is
   Nothing could’ve ever really come between us
   Share the same room and Jah will feed us.”
   Animal you never know from you born
   Places you only see when travel channel tun on
   Our means of trans-p is when the camel run on
   Camouflage and fatigue is our style and fashion
   “Fliminitti” weh she have and that is the attraction
   What she want is what she get and that is satisfaction
   Well she want it all night and not just fi a fraction
   Well too much long talking now a time fi action
   Well she love fi spend money but she rather spend time

   And if mi gone fi ten minute, She call me ten time
   If mi nuh pick up then she panic
   Then she call mi friend line
   Cause she want the veteran fi come and bend up her spine
   A substantial amount of African fly squat
   I have to sip a roots and bun a one night cap
   And she love the veteran, him always hit the right spot
   And the way she feel so good
   I have to bounce right back

9. there for you spune:
   martie 7th, 2009 at 11:23

   i love you damian i wanna make love with you….you are my love kiss you and love you for ever

10. there for you spune:
    martie 7th, 2009 at 11:24

    THROW YA GANJA POT IN DI AIR PLAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

11. there for you spune:
    martie 7th, 2009 at 11:40

    Jah will be waiting there, We a shout!
    Jah will be waiting there In this world of calamity
    Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
    And police weh abuse dem authority
    Media clowns weh nuh know ’bout variety
    Boom!

    The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow
    Ragga muffin sent to call me from the bush bungalow
    Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro!
    Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
    Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
    Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow
    Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe
    A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo
    Cause

    [Hook]
    I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
    We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man
    Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
    Don’t mek dem take you like who dem took out
    Jah will be waiting there we a shout
    Jah will be waiting there!
    In this world of calamity
    Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
    And police weh abuse dem authority
    Media clowns weh nuh know bout variety
    Single parents weh need some charity
    Youths weh need some love and prosperity
    Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
    By any plan and any means and strategy

    [Hook]
    Say!
    We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
    (Nas: I’ve been waiting to do this track with you man! Yeah…ha ha)
    (Yeah, yeah)
    You know (They know)
    We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
    (Yeah you gotta keep walking y’all,
    You gotta keep…
    Sometimes I can’t help but feel helpless
    I’m havin daymares in daytime
    Wide awake try to relate
    This can’t be happenin like I’m in a dream while I’m walkin
    Cause what I’m seein is haunting
    Human beings like ghost and zombies
    President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies
    In Zimbabwe
    They make John Pope seem Godly
    Sacrilegious and blasphemous

    In my lifetime I look back at paths i’ve walked
    Where savages fought and pastors taught
    Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots
    And badges screaming,”Young black children stop or I will shoot!”
    I look back at cooked crack
    Plus cars that pass by
    Jaguars mad fly
    And I’m guilty for materialism
    Blacks is still up in the prison Trust that
    So save me your sorries, I’m raising an army
    Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley
    We sparkin’ the ions, marching to Zion
    You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I’m in
    got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
    We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man

    Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
    Don’t mek dem take you like who dem took out
    Jah will be waiting there we a shout
    Jah will be waiting there Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
    Don’t mek dem take you like who dem took out
    Jah will be waiting there we a shout
    Jah will be waiting there!
    In this world of calamity
    Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
    And police weh abuse dem authority
    Media clowns weh nuh know bout variety
    Single parents weh need some charity
    Youths weh need some love and prosperity
    Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
    By any plan and any means and strategy
    Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
    Youths weh need some love and prosperity
    Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
    By any plan and any means and any strategy
    Ay! say,

    [Hook]
    I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
    You know…
    We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man

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