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and say you don't care

Astro boy, i'm watching the proles on parade
Astro boy, i'm watching the proles on parade

Una with long hair will stand by
appeared a hunted witch
Thrown by the oracle over a bridge
Pride yourself in love you lost,
Pride is better
Don't get caught...

Don't you believe in what
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
no one is exempt
It's not your fault and never will be.
Don't hold love in contempt...

I feel like I'm lost, drowning out at sea
Surrounded by
been fed to the lions
Left high and dry by the 8th circle of hell
Where are the spoils?
I want the ticker tape parade
Damn these filthy rats
of small moments, they're all strung together
If you don't look out, you might miss them all
Then it's just passed you on by like the weather
He wants
the man
The leader of the band 
Trapped in Toyland
Where Do I Fit In?

Don't you color me by the way you paint your pictures
I'm happy just the way I
a bunch of Bradys 
But a bunch of black man's pride 
Yet I can safely say 

I've never played a sister by touching where her private parts reside 
I've
pride cus I'm from round where the crocodiles play
(singing) ??? gonna be none that
I make em' say
Aww give it to me don't be that way
I'm tellin ya
I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm saying?
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
to flip
Slowly I've torn down the love we built
Now I'm swallowin' my pride
I need you in my life

Boy don't turn and walk away
I messed up
Don't throw it
u invest it
Just take the test and don't stress it
You get stopped by a detective
Tryna get in ya personal life
The gotta do yo best to protect it
don't answer the phone, udden udden! Mercy" 
Well, it was all arranged by the Ladies Auxiliary in the downtown Convention Hall
Cold Roast Beef, String
Clappin' at ya ass with one of them things

[Chorus]
I gots to live by my pride
'Cause I came to Ruff Ryde or die
And I gots to shut down ya name
cash for eighty seven
Some did it got paid, some jams were never played
But I am just a poet who watched the whole parade
Go by, and why, cause they
necklace
I don't sell dreams, I sell records
I know your type, used to parade around town
Bumped into an entertainer, now you want to slow down
embarrassing your town
Walking around with the Gay Pride parade crown
Silicone raps underneath that pink gown
Posing as a killer when you living as a clown
sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did