Monday, May 18, 2009



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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