[{"id":35438350,"name":"Damian Marley,Bounty Killer & Eek A Mouse - Khaki Suit","trackName":"Damian Marley,Bounty Killer & Eek A Mouse - Khaki Suit","artistName":"HutxyShaAk","albumName":"Damian Marley,Bounty Killer & Eek A Mouse - Khaki Suit","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! 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Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n[01:27.13] And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n[01:29.93] One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n[01:32.64] And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n[01:35.47] Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n[01:38.35] And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n[01:41.19] And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n[01:43.98] Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n[01:46.73] Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n[01:49.66] Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n[01:53.00] Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n[01:55.27] Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n[02:00.38] Lord a mercy!\n[02:00.91] Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n[02:02.77] Dreadlocks\n[02:06.30] Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n[02:08.65] Bim!\n[02:09.45] Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n[02:12.46] Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n[02:15.07] Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n[02:17.68] Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n[02:20.65] Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n[02:23.57] But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n[02:26.37] I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n[02:28.99] How dem fi try to school the don\n[02:30.53] Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n[02:33.44] Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n[02:36.28] Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n[02:39.36] Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n[02:42.62] Cross, anger\n[02:44.17] Nah no mercy!\n[02:49.71] \n[02:52.52] Nah no mercy!\n[02:54.66] Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n[02:57.90] Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n[03:00.37] Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n[03:03.53] Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n[03:05.66] Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n[03:09.16] Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n[03:12.31] Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n[03:13.89] Hey! 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Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":30808678,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Live In San Francisco CD 1","duration":157.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Live In San Francisco CD 1\n  duration_ms: 157000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":30290028,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Live In London (Brixton Academy) CD 1","duration":166.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Live In London (Brixton Academy) CD 1\n  duration_ms: 166000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":20845066,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Bonnaroo Live '06","duration":142.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Bonnaroo Live '06\n  duration_ms: 142000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":19337339,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Welcome to Jamrock CD","duration":239.751837,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Welcome to Jamrock CD\n  duration_ms: 239752\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":19188229,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Welcome To Jamrock","duration":237.43335,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Welcome To Jamrock\n  duration_ms: 237433\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":18816117,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Welcome To Jamrock","duration":239.751837,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Welcome To Jamrock\n  duration_ms: 239752\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":15286919,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Bonnaroo Live ‘06","duration":143.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Bonnaroo Live ‘06\n  duration_ms: 143000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":37015750,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Welcome To Jamrock (Edited)","duration":238.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Welcome To Jamrock (Edited)\n  duration_ms: 238000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":36052299,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Beautiful","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Beautiful\n  duration_ms: 237000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":25510713,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Marley","albumName":"Live - 2006-02-10 - SF Weekly","duration":156.766125,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Marley\n  album: Live - 2006-02-10 - SF Weekly\n  duration_ms: 156766\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! 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Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley\n  album: Bonnaroo Live '06\n  duration_ms: 143000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":20270701,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley","albumName":"Welcome to Jamrock","duration":239.809417,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley\n  album: Welcome to Jamrock\n  duration_ms: 239809\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":20251869,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian “Jr. Gong” Marley","albumName":"Bonnaroo Live '06","duration":142.871791,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian “Jr. Gong” Marley\n  album: Bonnaroo Live '06\n  duration_ms: 142872\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":20275628,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian “Jr. Gong” Marley","albumName":"Welcome to Jamrock","duration":237.4,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian “Jr. Gong” Marley\n  album: Welcome to Jamrock\n  duration_ms: 237400\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":19177265,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley","albumName":"Welcome to Jamrock","duration":237.458417,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley\n  album: Welcome to Jamrock\n  duration_ms: 237458\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":21550108,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian “Jr. Gong” Marley","albumName":"Welcome to Jamrock","duration":240.039184,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian “Jr. Gong” Marley\n  album: Welcome to Jamrock\n  duration_ms: 240039\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":33465353,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian Jr. Gong Marley","albumName":"Welcome To Jamrock CD","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian Jr. Gong Marley\n  album: Welcome To Jamrock CD\n  duration_ms: 237000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"},{"id":35110313,"name":"Khaki Suit","trackName":"Khaki Suit","artistName":"Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley","albumName":"Bonnaroo Live '06 (Live)","duration":142.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Overview\n\nLyrics\n\nVideos\n\nListen\n\nMain results\n\nAnd this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\nAlong with Junior Gong\nYeah!\nYes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\nMe unique DJ, dread\nWatch yah\nYoung Lion (nah no mercy!)\nWatch it now... bim!\nWell, a me name Junior Gong\nMe say look how me Natty tall\nWho no know me from dem see me\nMe a living top-a-notch\nSee Clarky boot and khaki suit\nYou think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\nWell pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\nEver quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\nFi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\nCity fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\nEvery itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\nGo tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\nNo pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\nAnd dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\nAnd keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\nYou go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nAnd you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\nWe a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\nWatch yah dread\nFlash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nBim!\nAnd politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\nWhen dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\nMan a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\nAnd whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\nWait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\nAnd a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\nOne shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\nAnd man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\nCannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\nAnd the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\nAnd a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\nCah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\nCannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\nTell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\nRastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\nCatch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\nLord a mercy!\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nDreadlocks\nFlash it a, flash it a, flash it a\nBim!\nWarlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\nHaffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\nFi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\nLike Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\nBabylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\nBut dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\nI and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\nHow dem fi try to school the don\nDem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\nCompare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\nSay dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\nSay that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\nCross, anger\nNah no mercy!\nNah no mercy!\nMe muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nJah know seh she grow me without a pupa\nBella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\nMe only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\nHey! Dem say that you must fight black power\nHey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\nHey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Khaki Suit\n  artist: Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley\n  album: Bonnaroo Live '06 (Live)\n  duration_ms: 142000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Overview\n\n  Lyrics\n\n  Videos\n\n  Listen\n\n  Main results\n\n  And this is none other than the mighty Bounty Killer\n  Along with Junior Gong\n  Yeah!\n  Yes, me lion, a me name Jr. Gong enuh\n  Me unique DJ, dread\n  Watch yah\n  Young Lion (nah no mercy!)\n  Watch it now... bim!\n  Well, a me name Junior Gong\n  Me say look how me Natty tall\n  Who no know me from dem see me\n  Me a living top-a-notch\n  See Clarky boot and khaki suit\n  You think me go a Calabar (nah no mercy)\n  Well pitty dem no know say every dreadlocks is a star\n  Ever quick with the lyrics, we never quit when we talk\n  Fi get a hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball\n  City fit inna me grip and me a squeeze it till it small\n  Every itty little bitty drip till none no lef; at all\n  Go tell flipitty lip Philip fi mine how him a talk\n  No pity like Yosemite, Sam when time when we a war\n  And dem better know we vehicle and dem better mark we car\n  And keep a distance no sa ka man will full your face a scar\n  You go run fi the uptown man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the ghetto man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a 'par\n  We a bun some ganja spliff weh build up bigger than cigar\n  Watch yah dread\n  Flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Bim!\n  And politician a drive dem car, tell dem no steer come over here\n  When dem touch down 'pon the ends, you only hear say war declare\n  Man a clap it inna town and man a clap it inna square\n  And whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh a tear\n  Wait! Some man a run down Grammy fi the gunman fi the year\n  And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear\n  One shirt deh 'pon dem back and dem no have nothing more fi wear\n  And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair\n  Cannot find no Vaseline fi moisturise dem daughter hair\n  And the bulla price a rise and it no dearer than the pear\n  And a so me get fi know say heads a government no care\n  Cah the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer\n  Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year\n  Tell the youth dem say fi get them education and prepare\n  Rastafari nah go give no man no more than he can bear\n  Catch a fire, it a bun so tell the 'tican dem beware\n  Lord a mercy!\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Dreadlocks\n  Flash it a, flash it a, flash it a\n  Bim!\n  Warlord and Junior Gong, when you hear that tune yah bomb\n  Haffi send in number one, you can assume that is the bomb\n  Fi the gold and bulluion, cah man fi tun hooligan\n  Like Stephen and Julian, Rasta dem no coolie-man\n  Babylon dem truly wrong, but dem waan fi fool the man\n  But dem waan fi gi' we jumped, and dem war dem truly man\n  I and I a no fool cah me try to school the man\n  How dem fi try to school the don\n  Dem say Bounty is the beast in the eye of the beholder\n  Compare him to Hitler and Ayatollah\n  Say dem a high roller dem a Babylon stroller\n  Say that there cold, but Junior Gong colder\n  Cross, anger\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Nah no mercy!\n  Me muma, me muma, me muma, me muma\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Jah know seh she grow me without a pupa\n  Bella bella, bella, bella, bella oy!\n  Me only have one big sister and dem kill me bredda\n  Hey! Dem say that you must fight black power\n  Hey! Dem man deh bwoy deh back bi bowa\n  Hey! The bwoy deh a come from Bulava\n"}]