Lyrics:
1: Ziggy Marley]
Woke up this morning, smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!)
Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!)
Singing sweet
smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!)
Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!)
Singing sweet songs (hey now), of melodies pure and true (Hey
smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!)
Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!)
Singing sweet songs (hey now), of melodies pure and true (Hey
hood religion
Giving my testimony
Where I'm from and how I live
This is my ghetto story
This right here my hood religion
My ghetto scriptures
My life my
conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave
VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
with no soul at all
SO I had not made my Marley or my Dylan
Or even my K'naan I had made
An album in which a
Few genuine songs are all but
Drowned out
Memoirs of a King
Maasai the Warrior
My auras Imperial
Emperors of past lives
In my Eyes
Hail Haili Salasi y
Rastafarian
Bob
Ziggy
Stephen
Damien Marley
Philidelphia and California and Florida bought my new album
I'm Biz Markie, I'm down with my cousin Cool V, TJ Swan, Marley Marl...
Cee)
Now, just to let you know
I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my DJ Mister Cee in the place to be
Also the engineer all-star Marley Marl
Philidelphia and California and Florida bought my new album
I'm Biz Markie, I'm down with my cousin Cool V, TJ Swan, Marley Marl...
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape
and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl (that's right)
I let my tape rock 'til my
and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl (that's right)
I let my tape rock 'til my
first hit off
("I Need A Beat") I Need A Beat, it was a smash on the DL
But everytime I did a show my name was misspelled
Can't Live Without My Radio
ability to foresee and
Forestall dangers from the environment
Out of fear
We also developed religion and various belief
Systems to comfort us fear is
tryna live a notorious life
Now, lemme tell you what my story is like
I'm 22 years with many new fears
Jams bringing the cheese and revenues here
Still
and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl (that's right)
I let my tape rock 'til my
on a positive vibe i had a long day
Keeping my money right
Right by the wrong was
Niggas hollering money they ain't
Worth a penny though no religion
My niggas
chirping Live
Said early in the morning, take a long breath satisfied
Just thankful me & my fam woke up coulda went to sleep & died
You got it twisted I
One day I was in deep contemplation
The state of humanity had my brain racing
Infuriating, I had to pinpoint an answer
No longer would I ponder what
the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr magic
Marley Marl
Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh ha, duh ha
You never thought that hip hop
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