Tight Ship (feat. Damian Marley)
Though the wicked persecute I, still my heart has love
Oh, my head's anointed with the powers of love
Though the wicked persecute I with envy and grudge
Oh, my head's anointed, ayy
There is no room for mistakes, we're sailing a tight ship ashore
Get the broom, sweep the place, oh, clear a space
There is no room for mistakes, mama said, sailing a tight ship ashore
Get the broom, sweep the place, oh, clear a space, yeah
Though the wicked persecute I, still my heart has love
Oh, my head's anointed with the powers of love
Though them wicked persecute I with envy and grudge
But my head's anointed, hey
There is no room for mistakes, we're sailing a tight ship ashore
Get the broom, sweep the place, oh, clear a space
There is no room for mistakes, papa said, sailing a tight ship ashore
Get the broom, sweep the place, oh, clear a space, yeah
Let's get this ship up and quick, in spick and spanking, yes
All hands on deck, I said, don't let me say it again
Let's get this ship up and quick, in spick and spanking, yes
All hands on deck, I said, don't let, I gotta say it again
Boom, from we a likkle boy dem used to grudge we fi we horlicks
Nuff a dem nah hold no joy, dem full a bare envy and malice
Nuff a dem a get bad mind and saying, "Those arrogant Marleys"
Them say who Jah bless, no man curse, Babylon is harmless
Alright now, nuff a dem hard at work, them watching who's working the hardest
Grasshopper jump at anything that scruffle in the grasses
And dem never yet grudge the other creatures of the forest
What you reap is what you sow, don't be surprised when we a harvest
My pocket so fat, is it a walrus in my wallet?
True say no man no perfect but our flows are always flawless
One room at a time is where the shack or where the palace
Cleanliness is godliness so keep it clean regardless
We're from the sweeping haffi start, get rid of filthiness and garbage
Swashbucklers a walk the plank if dem nuh up, full likewise honest
Officers aboard this ship is heading to the land of promise
There ain't no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, hey
Sailing
Get the broom, sweep the place, oh clear a space
Tight Ship (feat. Damian Marley)
Though the wicked chase me down, still my heart's full of love
Oh, my head's blessed with the power of love
Though the wicked chase me down with envy and spite
Oh, my head's blessed, yeah
There’s no room for mistakes, we’re sailing a tight ship on the shore
Grab the broom, sweep it up, oh, clear some space
There’s no room for mistakes, mama said, sailing a tight ship on the shore
Grab the broom, sweep it up, oh, clear some space, yeah
Though the wicked chase me down, still my heart's full of love
Oh, my head's blessed with the power of love
Though those wicked chase me down with envy and spite
But my head's blessed, hey
There’s no room for mistakes, we’re sailing a tight ship on the shore
Grab the broom, sweep it up, oh, clear some space
There’s no room for mistakes, papa said, sailing a tight ship on the shore
Grab the broom, sweep it up, oh, clear some space, yeah
Let’s get this ship moving fast, in tip-top shape, yes
All hands on deck, I’m telling you, don’t make me say it again
Let’s get this ship moving fast, in tip-top shape, yes
All hands on deck, I’m telling you, I really gotta say it again
Boom, since we were little kids they used to be jealous of our treats
Most of them can’t hold any joy, they’re just full of envy and spite
A lot of them are getting bitter and saying, "Those stuck-up Marleys"
They say who God bless, no man can curse, Babylon’s harmless
Alright now, many of them are working hard, watching who's putting in the grind
Grasshoppers jump at anything that rustles in the grass
And they never envied other creatures in the woods
What you sow is what you reap, don’t be shocked when we’re harvesting
My wallet’s so fat, is there a walrus in there?
True, nobody’s perfect but our flows are always slick
One room at a time is where the shack or the palace is
Cleanliness is godliness, so keep it clean no matter what
We gotta start with the sweeping, get rid of the filth and the trash
Swashbucklers walk the plank if they’re not honest, just the same
Officers on board this ship are heading to the promised land
There ain’t no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, hey
Sailing
Grab the broom, sweep it up, oh, clear some space
Escrita por: Damian Junior Gong Marley / Desmond Smith / Stephen Marley