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Since the last time, since the last time
It's been two years since we rock stages together We covered bases together and whether we all agreed or not 20/20 vision is hindsight and now we got that so we done got back Some of our soldiers have fallen, so many years of toiling Touring, tears falling, naw pouring jaded from the industries Jabs a lil' slower like Muhammad Ali but still we able to last So we go in the studio, it felt new but yet in a good way It felt old routines, we did came back so lucid, we was boosted We juiced it and came up with some tracks that's stupid And people responded to 'em, heads on the blocks With locks and baggie jeans, the whole scene was fond to 'em And how we got the labels kissing our hind parts We desired art and never sold out for the high chart positions I have been a thousand places Seen a million faces since the last time (Since the last time) I have been a thousand places Seen a million faces since the last time (Since the last time) Many rap groups attempt to latch to the popular cultures statutes And thus they detach their roots from the soil that kept them loose And made what they delivered so true There's a desert waste land of past artists that's so cruel Feeling thrown out like woody in toy story two And yo we felt that but let me tell you Satan, he dealt that I think it's time to give him his deck back, c'mon now I have been a thousand places Seen a million faces since the last time (Since the last time) I have been a thousand places Seen a million faces since the last time (Since the last time) Since the last time |
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I’ve been lost in my own ways and I’m getting weary (How far is heaven)
And I know that I need to change my ways of living (How far is heaven) From church to Liquor store we search for healing Big crowded world filled with lonely humans I’m a M.C. battling with melody envy Cuz melodies the only thing that seems to sooth me So we rock organs adjust the B-3’s Have the folks clap to the rap taking it Back to the color - purple - church Where ladies shouting’ joy in the midst of hurt! Revolutionaries have a curled fist at first Then years pass and it turns to a clasp They ask in the midst of all God show me ways to resist the fall! Yes yes yawl Pressure pressure the whole under Can't stop the crime can't stop the killing Watch dem life dem ah keep going under Somebody lend ah hand we hafta save dem Roots and culture We have to teach dem Cause it ah the root of dem life Bigger bigger blessings they hope they receive them Pray for them every night I gotta change my ways I need you every day Don't wanna make no excuses My life is so confusing Way down deep inside I wanna tell ya what's on my mind so sick of tryin I'm dyin My heart hurts so I can't keep from cryin |
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| 4. |
| 4:21 |
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| 5. |
| 4:15 |
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Yo
What can happen on an average beautiful day? You never know. Summer brings seasonal changes; it gets hot for a brother. On a beautiful sun- shiny day, I felt real free check out what happened to me. A nice breeze going through my hair, I’m loving how it feels right now! Beautiful people around: man, women, child. Kids with the Hula hoops hips going round. Mothers breast-feeding, kids lips pressing down. Beautiful-ist women: white, yellow, red, black, brown and dreads. Melting pot going down! Definitely an aphrodisiac crowd. And it’s time for me to go on stage right now! I take command of the mic like POW! Six o’clock white woman in the 6th aisle. She and her friend be smiling at me so wild, and I must admit she has a beautiful smile! I’m loving the sunshine, can’t help the way I feel, in the sunshine Folks to the right won’t ya raise ya hands and the folks to ya left won’t ya raise ya hands. From the front to the back won’t ya raise ya hands everybody in the joint won’t ya raise ya hands. After the show there was an autograph signing and she squeezed back stage and got in line and…I was wrapped up with the fans Sharpie in my hand, there she goes again, beautiful smile long hair, brushed across my hand like silk I swear, no lie. This is not me trying to deny who I am nor my race, I know my black sisters are constantly debased, and the truth is black berries are my taste but I’m high off possibilities of this thing blossoming so I just give it a try. As she handed her num… I felt a little numb inside of my mind feeling like I just betrayed all of my kind. But without no delay, without more to say, without no consideration for my race she said,”yo why don’t you come to my place”. I said, “right away” I’m loving the sunshine, can’t help the way I feel, in the sunshine. Many would have me say that this girl was evil. We both human beings and I know we equal, but we hung out and talked and we walked and things. And some brothers gave me stares I said that ain’t fair we two humans beings here. And I ain’t confused, I know my history’s clear, the sunshine’s beaming on both kinds of hair. Wisdom speaking loud, some folks don’t want to hear.There’s nothing new under the sun, many things that was had to succumb to the rhythm of the drum cuz we’re children of the son. And only he’s seen what has been seen since the beginning of day one. And the truth is this story is more of a lesson. I’m actually married to a sister that’s a black one. But under the sun what ever color your attracting, just remember loves and action word and character is more so what we should prefer. I’m loving the sunshine, can’t help the way I feel, in the sunshine |
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I stand for children innocence in they eyes playing under blue skies trying out fake cries to see dey mamma sympathize wanting dey new toys thinking it a bring em joy thinking mom and dad are wack but later on they realize
Children playing in the dirt getting wet in the rain, falling till they learn that part of life is pain crawling till they learn that walking is another thing and running can come only when walking is no type of strain I stand for beauty earth sky woman man or other worldly things like birth strife and death again and things that we cant touch like love faith and sacrifice things that we like much like good food and moon light cloud formations clear blue skies four season leaves and the colors that stop by great songs great art great books and stories unrecognized underdogs that later gain glory The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am I stand for truth political or spiritual and I know the truth can hurt but I’d rather hear it though whether truth about the past present future or all I know the man who hates truth is the man who will fall, I know that every single issue boils down to sin and the only way to kill sin is from within and the man who points his finger at everyone else has got 4 other finger pointed back to himself and that people don’t change cuz of words alone yet a nation can moved by one person whose strong and truth can be buried for moments of time but like the last day buried things are bound to rise… The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am As I stand, so I rise Lift my tears up to the sky I stand for something or everything I fall for even when I’m wrong yo you know my views we choose most of our paths and that’s just the truth even if most of our ways lead to further blues and sometimes I stand for nothing I just sit and listen cuz no matter how much I got there’s things I’m missing so when its all done and said I stand for this, when its all done and said I stand for this, when its all done and said I stand for this Children beauty truth and something that stirs my insides inspires my very life cuz bottom line for everyone is you stand or sit, you stand or sit, you stand or sit, you stand or sit As I stand, so I rise Lift my tears up to the sky The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am The things that I stand for tell who I am |
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| 7. |
| 3:14 |
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| 8. |
| 3:27 |
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Arrested Development coming
Alright Pulling might from the inner cities Always gritty The people requesting us We had enough of resting up The best amongst us is refreshing us Stand up my inner cities Down trodden, brethren, we kin, we lend our love to ya Mathematics, musical path, a musical wrath 19-member staff family Ramming the inner city down the throats of the bourgeoisie Did anyone tell you whose I be? I be the cat that way back in 92 Reminded you that there’s more to do in the inner cities! A.D. in this thang, man we go against the grain It's a shame how the lame, done infiltrated the game I'm for real, we got our own slang in the field To identify the Jake from the fake and the real For ever I love Atlanta, it's hotter than country grammar Got old folks wearing white T's and bandannas So if our style jumps off the track Pick it up, Pick it up, Pick it up Back on the scene, the projects apartment 74 First door on the left, man second floor See, I never had a crib just a dresser drawer Never stressing Big O she let her little professor grow Hear the sounds from the corner like a serenade Where the girls ball hogging like Dewayne Wade So I moved to Westwood, man the best hood Learned the game how not to be lame and how to dress good You can find nines, dimes and stallions Club full of freaks in Jesus piece medallions I got the key to the city like I'm P. Diddy Inner City, my city we keep it real gritty Like throw backs, fitted hats, gold chain, gold teeth Drug dealers and killers, they all about the rap beef No curfew, these young boys will hurt you It's very obvious that there's more to do in the Inner City |
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| 3:12 |
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| 10. |
| 4:00 |
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| 11. |
| 4:09 |
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Da da da da
Yo my pride is heavy as two tons of scrap metal inside of a black kettle hanging on the back of a bike while a cat pedals. I mean I would normally never say that today I’m in a bad mood got eyes black like a raccoon. But that’s not the man you looking for I know it you need a black man with the confidence of a poet and today I’m a blow it Cuz truth is I’m not there in fact I’m sorta scared of the direction my life is going hey it was good knowing you but… Chorus Baby ? you caught me at a bad time In my life ? my head is off the hook like a busy line Would it be alright ? if I decline your flirts You should refine your search I can tell you, you deserve better than this but… The truth is you sorta the most beautiful-ist girl I’ve seen in a while Your pearly white teeth spread like an eagle You’re so regal when you smile I see you on the beach with a long sarong with a wild print like Uh huh but uh uh Cuz still I’m just a nappy headed artist and you’ll regret it the hardest once you see my moods and attitudes Move as far as you can from this man I’m warning you flesh is weak don’t let me put no thorn in you At another time and date it a be great to just hook up I’ll be filled with sooka sooka sookie sookie now My mojo would over flow a good looker now Show yo friends the type a fish that you hooking’ now But as of now I’m just a fat cow and I’m feelin low Weak and uneventful stomach like a pillow Not hard like a brillo pad I’m feeling bad and it’s sad If only you would have come at a different time I wish you had but… Baby ? you caught me at a bad time In my life ? my head is off the hook like a busy line Would it be alright ? if I decline your flirts You should refine your search I can tell you, you deserve better than this but… (Female) I'm feelin you, I want you, I know you want me too. I'll just give you time to unwind, relax your mind. I'm here, don't fear, I want to be near It’s so amazing that you’re still given me play even after everything that I say what are you? Some type of cultural daffodil the princess of some distant land where your face is on they dollar bill And like you coming to America to hook up with the real thang I guess I’m Eddie Murphy on Boomerang Feeling like I lost my groove but that’s alright with you you picking me up licking my cut fitting’ my rut you hitting’ me up Baby ? you caught me at a bad time In my life ? my head is off the hook like a busy line Would it be alright ? if I decline your flirts You should refine your search I can tell you, you deserve better than this but… You giving me love Wow You making me feel better uh |
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| 2:47 |
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(I wouldn’t trade what I get from my kids, the feeling of security that they get from me. Knowing that my life is making a difference in their life, knowing that they need me, I wouldn’t trade that for nothing)
Living Life-Life is love (Nobody believes me anyway) Love of woman or man The love of taking a stand of trust. You bust your butt on single scenes for what? If not to find love. You know it’s love or lack of love that causes gangs or causes thugs. Mothers & sons, fathers and daughters all are in need of someone. And at the time that we don’t find it, we design a plan…we search the land for woman or man to give what we need in order to live! We get hurt and break our spirits & our hearts. We start to fear it… we get further and further growing harder and harder… some even say why bother! Living Life-Life is love (Nobody believes me anyway) Every single person ought to have a daughter or a son Someone to love above themselves to help you grasp the depths of love It’s radical! It’s tragic though how people underestimate the greatness and relentless, miraculous stakes of love. I’m serious we see terrorist hardened to the core willing to kill mame or hurt just so they can be heard! They’ll kill women or children, we’re quick to say that they’re villains but every bodies got feelings, the things that they’ve been just dealing with! Living Life-Life is love (Nobody believes me anyway) The heart of a man is complex, who can understand it Next, we taking love for granted, never the way the Father planned it A seed was planted in the children, love your daddies and you mothers Brothers love your sisters, all of my sisters love your brothers Because we are getting older, we got the weight of the world on our shoulders But hold your head up soldier, although I know your heart is growing colder Similar to polar, love your family tipsy or sober Magnolia resist the coke, and I'm not referring to cola Because we fall in and out of love, shout love, doubt love Husband or wife and now your whole life is about love Too much or not enough love leads to rough love Tough love, some overstand but handcuff love A different race, dogs on the chase like who's next love A different game, no one's ashamed of same sex love Those loving respect, ought to try to respect love It's One Love, I'm living to protect love But.... (Nobody believes me anyway) |
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| 8:42 |
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| 4:33 |
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| 8:43 |
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| 4:41 |
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Da da da da
Yo my pride is heavy as two tons of scrap metal inside of a black kettle hanging on the back of a bike while a cat pedals. I mean I would normally never say that today I’m in a bad mood got eyes black like a raccoon. But that’s not the man you looking for I know it you need a black man with the confidence of a poet and today I’m a blow it Cuz truth is I’m not there in fact I’m sorta scared of the direction my life is going hey it was good knowing you but… Chorus Baby ? you caught me at a bad time In my life ? my head is off the hook like a busy line Would it be alright ? if I decline your flirts You should refine your search I can tell you, you deserve better than this but… The truth is you sorta the most beautiful-ist girl I’ve seen in a while Your pearly white teeth spread like an eagle You’re so regal when you smile I see you on the beach with a long sarong with a wild print like Uh huh but uh uh Cuz still I’m just a nappy headed artist and you’ll regret it the hardest once you see my moods and attitudes Move as far as you can from this man I’m warning you flesh is weak don’t let me put no thorn in you At another time and date it a be great to just hook up I’ll be filled with sooka sooka sookie sookie now My mojo would over flow a good looker now Show yo friends the type a fish that you hooking’ now But as of now I’m just a fat cow and I’m feelin low Weak and uneventful stomach like a pillow Not hard like a brillo pad I’m feeling bad and it’s sad If only you would have come at a different time I wish you had but… Baby ? you caught me at a bad time In my life ? my head is off the hook like a busy line Would it be alright ? if I decline your flirts You should refine your search I can tell you, you deserve better than this but… (Female) I'm feelin you, I want you, I know you want me too. I'll just give you time to unwind, relax your mind. I'm here, don't fear, I want to be near It’s so amazing that you’re still given me play even after everything that I say what are you? Some type of cultural daffodil the princess of some distant land where your face is on they dollar bill And like you coming to America to hook up with the real thang I guess I’m Eddie Murphy on Boomerang Feeling like I lost my groove but that’s alright with you you picking me up licking my cut fitting’ my rut you hitting’ me up Baby ? you caught me at a bad time In my life ? my head is off the hook like a busy line Would it be alright ? if I decline your flirts You should refine your search I can tell you, you deserve better than this but… You giving me love Wow You making me feel better uh |
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| 3:46 |
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| 5:55 |
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Arrested Development coming
Alright Pulling might from the inner cities Always gritty The people requesting us We had enough of resting up The best amongst us is refreshing us Stand up my inner cities Down trodden, brethren, we kin, we lend our love to ya Mathematics, musical path, a musical wrath 19-member staff family Ramming the inner city down the throats of the bourgeoisie Did anyone tell you whose I be? I be the cat that way back in 92 Reminded you that there’s more to do in the inner cities! A.D. in this thang, man we go against the grain It's a shame how the lame, done infiltrated the game I'm for real, we got our own slang in the field To identify the Jake from the fake and the real For ever I love Atlanta, it's hotter than country grammar Got old folks wearing white T's and bandannas So if our style jumps off the track Pick it up, Pick it up, Pick it up Back on the scene, the projects apartment 74 First door on the left, man second floor See, I never had a crib just a dresser drawer Never stressing Big O she let her little professor grow Hear the sounds from the corner like a serenade Where the girls ball hogging like Dewayne Wade So I moved to Westwood, man the best hood Learned the game how not to be lame and how to dress good You can find nines, dimes and stallions Club full of freaks in Jesus piece medallions I got the key to the city like I'm P. Diddy Inner City, my city we keep it real gritty Like throw backs, fitted hats, gold chain, gold teeth Drug dealers and killers, they all about the rap beef No curfew, these young boys will hurt you It's very obvious that there's more to do in the Inner City |
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