I love Damian Marley. He is almost as hot as his father and every bit as talented. A lot of the time I would rather listen to Damian than Bob. Damian is, like, thirty-one, so he writes about issues that are relevant to me. Of course Bob's music deals with classic themes of love, religion, and politics so is therfore always current to a large extent. But when I hear this song it hits me as highly personal, direct, and honest. Although coke was never really my favored narcotic, I wouldn't turn it down. And because I was never able to maintain a good standard of living while using as much as I ended up using, I ended up experiencing the same crumbling of the walls around me after many years of using and loving it. I wish I could use now, I just can't afford it. Anyway, check out Damian Marley. And here are the lyrics to one of my favorite of his dads' remixes which he does with his brother.

PIMPA'S PARADISE

[Black Thought] and yes y'all youre all rocking with the best Black Thought from the ledgendary Roots crew in the flesh i slid up in here with the brothers from the Marley family crest and we gonna sing for yall

[Stephen Marley]

She loves to Party, have a good time

She looks so hearty, feeling fine

She loves to smoke, sometimes shifting coke

she's laughing when there ain't no joke

[Damian marley]

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was

Cause coke was a thing that once she first try

Was once a blue moon to once a blue sky

Now she's wondering who else wants to go buy

she don't got no money and wants to get high

story sounds familiar,

Like born to be wild but she sillier

not quite the same, but she simliar

a waste of my sarsaparilla

used to look good in the videos

now she look hideous

now it's broken crack pipes with lipstick traces

walks the cold nights--red district places

she seen more hotels than my tour suitcases

more male customers than old navy's

she love lime light more than John Swaby's

seen more miles than I rent at avis

She don't slow down then someday maybe

she lost and she can't find her way to safety

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was

(Black thought Verse)

Check it out- She keep her head up into space like a satellite,

Because she got an insatiable appetite,

For stayin out late nights,With all the parasites,

Plottin on the way to cop a little peice of paradise,

Her dignity the only thing that she could sacrifice,

Just get the monkey off her back

And she'll be back in like five minutes

she stay on the move, she looked smoked up,

the stone that the buildin refused

all coked up alone she ain't even in tune

and it's sad cause she ain't really have a reason to use

she was a pretty girl cleaner than the board of health

studied and enjoyed herself

i don't know what drove her to avoid herself

destroyed herself and took a taste of the yay

and now she on the track while she wastin away

it's safe to say she lookin for some place to stay

whoever got a lil paper to play could get a slice of dis...

[Damian Marley]

for no reason a seasoned spliff was the first thing

one spring season while she's out flirtin

now she season me and don't need rehearsin

her skin get a beatin life is uncertained

ego need feedin now the wants worsen

beneath the demons she's a warm person

when she's not fiendin, swearin and cursin

behind the curtain she's really hurtin

and while her people don't even trust her at home

the dealer dem grin and cook the rocks down

and she without sin will spark the first stone

the feelin kicks in she's in the dark zone

old friends walk pass goin bout their own

as if she is someone that they don't know

then the king of kings lift her off the flo

saying life is a ting when you learn you grow

[Damian & Stephen]

she rise and she fall like a star

her life write off like a car

her face full of all kind of scar

always with quick fi start a war

she can't keep herself up to par

she plays like a broken guitar

she always want take it too far

I doubt she gwan make it too far

she rise and she fall like a star

her life ride out like a car

her face full of all kind of scar

always quick fi start a war

she can't keep herself up to par

she plays like a broken guitar

she always wanna take it to far

mi wonder how she make it so far, wuoy

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