Slave Master - Gregory Isaacs

No competition

I’m making my decision, yeah

Every time I hear the music

And I make a dip, a dip

Slave master comes around

And spank i with his whip, the whip

But if I don’t get my desire

Then I’ll set the plantations on fire

My temperature is getting much higher

Got to get what I require

'Cause every time we do the work

Sometimes we are hurt, oh yeah

Boss never do a thing

But hold on to his girth

But if I don’t get my desire

Then I’ll set the plantations on fire

My temperature is getting much higher

Got to get what I require

Now every time I hear the music

And I move my hip, my hip

Slave master comes around

And spank i with his whip, a whip

Slave master

I’m the shepherd, you’re my pastor

Say you work me to scorn

So 'low me make me gwaan

'Cause if I don’t get my desire

Then I’ll set the stations on fire

My temperature is getting much higher

Got to get what I require

Slave master

I’m the shepherd, you’re my pastor

You work me to scorn

So 'low me make me gwaan

Back off with it, 'cause I’m accustomed to your whip, yeah

And if the chalice is around, round, round

I’d surely take a slip, said I’m accustomed to your whip

Jah Jah know I’m through with it

Please get out the whip

The whip

The whip

The whip