Its like keeping a stage show And want the place fi done Wha you do Call my management That walk wid 50 gun Wha mi do Nah goin go pon stage Until me get me funds Wha mi sing One Jr.Gong What a hefty sum Youngest veteran Intercept di run Artist a carry feelings And tears a run Say you know say a just true Him a BOB MARLEY son How him get a Swizz Beats And you nuh get me none Wha mi sing Strickly ex amount Of high grade sess mi bun Wha mi sing Strickly only high grade Princess mi bun Politician well love push up Dem chest mi bun Certain loud rowdy talking Interest mi gun Now mi come fi bun down All material object Wid a raas claat gold chain Round me neck Me bun a fire pon di man Weh love bitch and fret And want every little detail intricate Well dem just can't believe Or dem won't accept Jr.Gong and Swizz beat Fassy don't forget Well is it just me Or is it hot to death It's the "Halfway Tree" C.D. and cassette D.J. race a run On your mark get set And watch everybody run To the record outlet Tell me who C.D. Do you think they get The one closest To the BOB MARLEY box set And BOOM And anyhow you nuh feel me yet Well chances are You might soon go def Me have a clip fully loaded And one select Fi any bwoy weh nuh want show The Gong respect All me shirt and shoes And pants me bet Say a nuff D.J. haffi go starve to death While dem girl read about me On the internet But its not their fault Don't get upset Because Dem can't touch me intellect And BOOM Dem can't even bounce a check Well you better rest your drinks Pon a serviette And gwon bounce around Untill you bust a sweat BRIDGE Bounce Bounce, Bounce, Bounce Bounce Just Bounce, Bounce, Bounce VERSE So return to di venues You used to fill And return to the ends Where you used to chill I know putting some punks on over kill Wid some everyday tune I refuse to build Now You've been waiting patiently until BOOM A me name Jr.Gong and still BOOM Ridim a bounce And you can't stand still BOOM See it deh now Your drinks a spill You have some D.J. Think dem shoot to kill Cause dem spar wid A couple thug youths weh will Wait till dem lickle chumpas Dem have draw nil Ah di same thug Ah climb thru dem windowsill And, anyhow you no pay di bill Well, dem could a find you a sligoville You better mind how you use your talent and skill Till you hear man a bruk down your burglar grill Well its from baby pram On to Stroller dem We rock mics anywhere We get a hold a dem Wid di Muffin looking over We shoulder dem Better read out all mi portfolio dem Well its roots and branches Sticks and stems A di "Halfway Tree" And it a murder dem Ghetto Youths, One Fam You never heard a dem Dangerous nightlife observer dem So just bounce bounce Bounce wit me Big man big woman and pickney Feel no pain when di music hit me Find all a gyal weh fit me

Turn your head around just to see the long way down Catch a glimpse of the way that I'm feeling Occupy your head and heart You always had my sense of screaming Take a look at this childlike dreaming You pick me out of the mess I'm in You make me feel 6 feet 10 Half way from this world of mine Half way to your state of mind Half way from this world of mine Half way and I'm half way home You always had the book on me Had the literacy to read me I can never be anything more Than the space between your lines Your touch, your taste, your beautiful hair And the way you hold that come-back stare I can't be anything without you girl Half way from this world of mine Half way to your state of mind Half way from this world of mine Half way and I'm half way home Oh, when it all comes down around me Just know that I'm running just to make you mine Keep your head up above this dirty water And pretty soon we'll be swimming in the open tide Don't remember how it seems, just remember how it feels Half way from this world of mine Half way to your state of mind Half way from this world of mine Half way and I'm half way home

They call me Blue eyed Dan a shell of a man but I was half way home I didn't seem to have much of a plan but I was half way home I said I was coming back to stay But a lot of things can happen along the way I was half way home You were waiting on the southbound train I was half way home But the platform was empty as it rolled away, half way home The hills and the valleys all looked the same And I met someone who remembered my name I was half way home, I was half way home Down by the river saying "Stand and deliver!" I was half way home Dirty thirty eyes like a birdie half way home I jumped up to reach the top But the law kept coming and bagged the lot I was halfway home halfway home My heart starts pumping when I think of your, half way home You're never gonna look into those eyes of blue, I was half way home Cross the street, open the door Nobody here really cares anymore Half way home, I was half way home Heart starts pumping, hearts start pumping Half way home Half way home Heart starts pumping, hearts start pumping I was half way home Yeah, I was half way home I was half way home Heart starts pumping, hearts start pumping Half way home Half way home