El reggae es un género musical originario de la isla de Jamaica, inspirado en otros dos géneros antecesores: el ska y el rocksteady, y cuya primera aparición se remonta hacia los finales de la década del sesenta del siglo pasado. Género musical originario de la Isla de Jamaica y que nace en los años sesenta En tanto, la principal característica que distingue a este estilo musical es su ritmo parsimonioso, repetitivo y sumamente sencillo.
Damian Marley (nacido el 21 de julio de 1978 en Kingston, Jamaica), artista de reggae, es el hijo pequeño de Bob Marley, y el único hijo del matrimonio entre Bob y Cindy Breakspeare, Miss Mundo de 1976. Su apodo es Junior Gong, derivación del de su padre, Tuff Gong. Damian ha estado actuando desde los 13 años. Comparte con la mayor parte de la familia Marley una larga carrera musical. A diferencia de sus hermanos y hermanas, su especialidad musical es, sin embargo, el "deejaying", un estilo jamaicano de rap al que algunos consideran un antecesor del hip hop moderno.
Como su padre antes que él y el resto de la familia Marley, es un rastafari y su música refleja tanto sus creencias como los principios dirigentes rastafaris de un amor, un planeta, y la libertad para todo. A pesar de que se pasa la mayor parte del año viajando, reside en Kingston, Miami Florida.
I Jr.Gong long side Yami Bolo
Come to tell you a little story about the girl next door
Certain tings can happen but she will never know
Unless she come ah di Rasta man stage show
I Jr.Gong man have the love connection
Come fi sail like a big boat across the ocean
So come and get yourself inna di love motion
You have di Rastaman wid di love potion
She needs my love
She said she needs my love
She need my love
She said she need Jah love
She is a girlfriend
She live next door
I think I've seen her
That face before
Her memories can't
Erase from my mind
I love ya angel
One of a kind
Well den she see me and she ball out
YO !! Jr.Gong
Di searching shall end
Where the searching begun
She need a bed room bully
Who's a real rangatan
She love me like how black yankee
Love Farrakhan
Well she's very impressed
With the youngest veteran
She started realizing
There's no better man
Now when time rain a fall
I become di weather man
Performing every one of
Her stage show dem fi long
I beg ya pardon deh
Miss kinky walking
Bright like sunlight
When me glimpse you dis morning
Come down to night
You ah mi moon shine darling
Mash up mi head
All when ah you mi eye balling
Ready fi di hundred
With out no stalling
Ince comes the youngest
Signal and warning
Big trampoline
For di bedroom brawling
Cause she's not just
Good she's appalling
Her performances
Deserve applauding
Tell her fi link it
Me nah sink it
To piece and bit
When it come down to loving
It's a perfect fit
Whole heap ah more loving
And we just nah quit
She can't tek the vibe
Of Babylon dem spirit
Straight up loving
And ah nah no bull
Ah Rastafari bless her
With di ting she have
She have all right reserve
Fi she galang bad
Fresher than a vegetable
Inna mi market bag
Any time she come link up me ends
Me glad
Well ah she a get di money
And a spend di wad
Cuase me know the chumpas
Will not be squandered
She mek me start sing
Some Ray Charles ballad
Cause the style of the loving
Is not just a fad
She need a lover
To hug and squeeze her tight
She need a man to
Come home at night
But he's always working
That's what she say
I had to tell her
Go home and pray