Damian was two years old when his father Bob died; he is the only child born to Marley and Cindy Breakspeare, Miss World 1976. Damian's nickname Junior Gong is derived from his father's nickname of Tuff Gong. Damian has been performing since the age of 13 and released his first album in 1996, at the age of 18. He shares, along with most of his family, a full-time career in music. Unlike his brothers and sisters, however, his musical specialty is "toasting", a Jamaican vocal technique that is a predecessor to rapping.
Damian has 3 records to date, including the highest placed reggae album in the USA billboard album charts with Welcome To Jamrock, and the highest place reggae song in the UK Top 40 with Welcome to Jamrock.
Like his father before him and the rest of the Marley family, he is a Rastafarian and his music reflects the Rastafari guiding principles of love and political freedom.
Lyrical .44
Damian Marley Lyrics
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Play this song on your fuckin' radio, play this song on your fuckin' radio
Oh no, another flow lyrica forty fo'
If it gets deep, jump in feet first then hold yo' nose
I'm a beast when you step on my toe you hear my whistle
Checkin' 'em hoe, you see my pistol lettin' it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon' do ya wrong
So selecta, come with it, awww shit it
Now why'all done did it, supper ready why'all come get it
Now who 'gon stop me block me pop lock me knock me
Jamaica posse most high Haile Selassie
Allah willin', another sound boy killin'
I'm hot bitch I don't catch cold or catch feelings
The truth be the ghetto youth
And Def Jam why'all know the Meth Man take care of his fam
That's what why'all better do
Examine our skin we plannin' to win
Worldwide tell the people we be jammin' again
Make way for Reggie Hammond
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for randsome
I, shoot at your feet make you start dancin'
I'm pissin' on your picnics where ya campin'
Doctor got the ziplock from Ziggy
When the zig zag roll I'll rip your zip code
Got bitches fucked up off the hypno
I tip toe, then wait till they bend over
(There I go) Aiyyo money
I got a mo ped in Jamaica sittin on twenties
(Blaow!) Look out, guns in the air
(Blaow!) Selecta guns in the air
No Belvedere it's Tiger Bone to get it crackin'
Aiyyo dread right or wrong
I'm a sinner, winner of the underground swimmers
Eat dinner, in front of Bob Marley pin up
[Chorus:]
I don't care about your blinb bling bling
Over here we let them things ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! give it to me
BLAOW!!! Shoot it up BLAOW!!! give it up
I don't care about your blinb bling bling
Over here we let them things ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! One time
BLAOW!!! give it to me BLAOW!!! give it up
I neva wonda why so much ganja reach ya
And dem a wonda how so much conquer feature
Blunt dem so big a must fi bun it Bob and Peter
Teach it like a teacher preach it like a preacher
Put you in a fever
Pussy couldn't style mi up plus no under achieve
Gimme di rizla gimme di cup and a couple senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble when mi reach ya
DJ fi fi fan dem inna Grandtsand and di bleacha
Jumpin off on di truck, you best believe yah
Babylon a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever since a likkle ghetto yute dem get mi crippled
So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a weopen
Everytime when we hear some politician trippin
When a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di clip in
So just smile now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin' lippin'
Got a big forty five it's trigga finga lickin'
Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh don't know what's happenin'
Dem wonderin' how yuh get so slim it's like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl inna mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin'
It is slappin' jappin' dappin' it is non stoppin'
Hey! No pork caan cook inna mi kitchen
If a gal try dat she's a dead pigeon
Well woman a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks inna di Benz and have recline switchin'
If a bwoy nuh like dat him may end up missin'
Rastafari dun tell yuh don't listen
Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio
The lyrics of "Lyrical 44" by Damian Marley featuring Method Man Redman & Stephen Marley are a combination of hard-hitting rhymes that are aimed at the music industry and cultural attitudes. The verses are full of wordplay and aggressive imagery, with each artist contributing their own unique style to the song. The song opens with a call for the DJ to play the track, followed by Damian Marley's proclamation that he's bringing the lyrical fire once again. He warns his listeners that he's not playing games and that he's ready to go all out.
Method Man and Redman's verses are full of bravado and clever wordplay. They alternate between rapping about their prowess in the music industry and their skills as street-wise individuals. They use violent imagery and clever rhymes to get their point across. Stephen Marley's contribution is a smooth and soulful chorus that contrasts with the harder-edged verses. The unity between the three artists is evident in the way they build off each other's rhymes and styles.
Overall, "Lyrical 44" is a song that celebrates hip-hop culture and is critical of the music industry at the same time. Despite the aggressive lyrics and braggadocio, there is a message of unity and empowerment that comes through in the song.
Line by Line Meaning
Selecta come!!!!!
Start playing the song!
Play this song on your fuckin' radio, play this song on your fuckin' radio
Start playing the song on the radio!
Oh no, another flow lyrica forty fo'
Here's another new rap song with fresh lyrics
If it gets deep, jump in feet first then hold yo' nose
When it gets harsh, just face it boldly and stick to your ground no matter how uncomfortable
I'm a beast when you step on my toe you hear my whistle
Don't mess with me, I come strong like a beast when provoked
Checkin' 'em hoe, you see my pistol lettin' it go
I'll handle my business and take care of my enemies
I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon' do ya wrong
I'm excited about making music and won't let anyone hold me back
Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. Gong
It's time to enjoy life with my friends and fellow musicians
So selecta, come with it, awww shit it
DJ, let's get this party started!
Now why'all done did it, supper ready why'all come get it
I've created something great and now it's time to enjoy it
Now who 'gon stop me block me pop lock me knock me
Nobody can hold me back or stand in my way
Jamaica posse most high Haile Selassie
I come from Jamaica and respect the highest power, Haile Selassie
Allah willin', another sound boy killin'
Another hit song is on the way
I'm hot bitch I don't catch cold or catch feelings
I'm confident and strong, I don't let anyone or anything bring me down emotionally
The truth be the ghetto youth
The real dream and hope comes from young people born in the ghetto
And Def Jam why'all know the Meth Man takes care of his fam
Everyone knows that Method Man takes care of his family
That's what why'all better do
You better take care of your own family, too
Examine our skin we plannin' to win
Don't underestimate us or disregard us because of our skin color, we're planning to succeed
Worldwide tell the people we be jammin' again
Let's spread the word that we're making music again, all over the world
Make way for Reggie Hammond
Reggie Hammond is here so watch out!
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for randsome
I'll catch my enemies and hold them hostage
I, shoot at your feet make you start dancin'
I'll threaten my enemies and make them move, figuratively speaking
I'm pissin' on your picnics where ya campin'
I'll ruin and interrupt your good times
Doctor got the ziplock from Ziggy
I have a high-quality stash of weed
When the zig zag roll I'll rip your zip code
When I light the joint, I'll destroy your neighborhood figuratively speaking
Got bitches fucked up off the hypno
I've got some ladies feeling drunk and disoriented after drinking Hypnotiq
I tip toe, then wait till they bend over
I move carefully and wait for the right moment before taking action
(There I go) Aiyyo money
I'm about to do it again
I got a mo ped in Jamaica sittin on twenties
I have a fancy mo-ped in Jamaica with expensive wheels
(Blaow!) Look out, guns in the air
Watch out, I'm raising my guns!
(Blaow!) Selecta guns in the air
DJ, raise your guns!
No Belvedere it's Tiger Bone to get it crackin'
We're not drinking Belvedere, we're drinking Tiger Bone to get the party started
Aiyyo dread right or wrong
Hey dreadlocks, whether I'm right or wrong...
I'm a sinner, winner of the underground swimmers
I'm not perfect, but I'm still succeeding in the underground hip-hop scene
Eat dinner, in front of Bob Marley pin up
I'm enjoying dinner in front of a photo of the legendary Bob Marley
[Chorus:]
Here's the chorus
I don't care about your blinb bling bling
I don't care about your flashy jewelry
Over here we let them things ring
Here we allow guns to be fired
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! give it to me
Shoot and give it to me, come on!
BLAOW!!! Shoot it up BLAOW!!! give it up
Shoot your guns and give it up!
I neva wonda why so much ganja reach ya
I've never been curious why so much marijuana makes it to your location
And dem a wonda how so much conquer feature
And other people wonder how I keep achieving success
Blunt dem so big a must fi bun it Bob and Peter
The marijuana joints are so big, Bob Marley and Peter Tosh would love to smoke them
Teach it like a teacher preach it like a preacher
Spread the word and teach others like a teacher or preacher would
Put you in a fever
My music and lyrics will excite you
Pussy couldn't style mi up plus no under achieve
No woman can affect my style or make me underachieve
Gimme di rizla gimme di cup and a couple senorita
Give me rolling papers, a cup, and some beautiful ladies
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble when mi reach ya
Jr. Gong, the experienced troublemaker, is ready to cause havoc when he arrives
DJ fi fi fan dem inna Grandtsand and di bleacha
The DJ is hyping up the fans in the grandstand and the bleachers
Jumpin off on di truck, you best believe yah
Jumping off the truck, you better believe it
Babylon a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha
The police are smelling marijuana but can't catch me
Well ever since a likkle ghetto yute dem get mi crippled
Since I was young and from the ghetto, people have been trying to hold me back
So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a weopen
I know the police are going to bring weapons to catch me
Everytime when we hear some politician trippin
Every time we hear politicians talking nonsense
When a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di clip in
When there's a big event, I'm right there with my gun
So just smile now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin' lippin'
So just smile now, you little snitch
Got a big forty five it's trigga finga lickin'
I have a big handgun and I'm ready to shoot
Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh don't know what's happenin'
I'll make you so scared that you won't know what to do
Dem wonderin' how yuh get so slim it's like yuh fat and go gym
People wonder how you got so skinny while looking like you go to the gym a lot
Get mi girl inna mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin'
I'm hooking up with a girl in my cabin and having a great time
It is slappin' jappin' dappin' it is non stoppin'
It's going down and it's non-stop action!
Hey! No pork caan cook inna mi kitchen
Hey! I don't allow pork to be cooked in my kitchen
If a gal try dat she's a dead pigeon
If a girl tries to cook pork, she's in trouble
Well woman a tear off mi pants stitchen
Women are tearing off my pants stitching
Natty dreadlocks inna di Benz and have recline switchin'
I have my dreadlocks in a Benz with adjustable seats, switching and relaxing
If a bwoy nuh like dat him may end up missin'
If someone doesn't like that, they might disappear or end up missing
Rastafari dun tell yuh don't listen
Rastafari has told you not to listen to others
Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio
Play the song on the radio now!
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MIKE CHESSER, ADAM GIBBS, DAMIAN ROBERT NESTA MARLEY, STEPHEN MARLEY, REGGIE NOBLE, CLIFFORD SMITH
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