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Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on

Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on

Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
At least by the man when a mic in his hand is bitin' what I'm writin'
Then I take a stand for what I believe
Then I start fightin' and I tighten
My grip
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on

Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Whoa
(This Week in Bible Prophecy)
God has a plan, and the bible unfolds that wonderful plan
Through the message of prophecy
God sent Jesus into this
here)
Where's God, when shxt goes down? (it ain't right)

"There's not an individual who's ever confessed Christ, who has not but one time or another
or a tissue to a runny nose
And when we die, is the answer that God knows
Til then, tell the angel of death, he's no threat
Jesus wept, when Lazarus left, he
(This week in Bible prophecy)
God has a plan, and the bible unfolds that wonderful plan
Through the message of prophecy
God sent Jesus into this
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on

Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
of the
So-called radical man by 2045

Let's get radical
Let's get radical

Watch me now
Schooled in the art of digital games
When the war broke out they called your
dejectedness, God how the fuck he's missed her 
His eyes turn turn to the window, the military roar by 
He wonders how much hatred could evolve out of the sky
I cast the grain by the pound 
I make sounds with the horn 
When I color the corn, caught the fit 
And sit the two when honey slung the tip 
Well
me when I was out in the trap or when I was goin'
Through one of our episodes, only god knows, what I go through so I get down
On my knees, sometimes
Rule is where I rule 'em
He Allah, God Islam, now act
But let me slow down 'cause Eighty-Fives can't get with that
It's Haji, helpful to another God
Rule is where I rule 'em
He Allah, God Islam, now act
But let me slow down 'cause Eighty-Fives can't get with that
It's Haji, helpful to another God
humans, towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough
inhale, it stimulates
Floating like I'm on the North 95 Interstate
Never plan to stop, when I write my hand is hot
And expand a lot from the wiz
got clearer?

Now as my time's passing by
What am I waiting for?

Who'll grant me wings to fly?
And will I have another try?

'Cause I would not
rock you Chaka baby 'cause my name is Melle Mel

Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha
a damn' in you, ha
And that's your old man in you

Stand in your way, never or ever abandon ya
And on the day people say what they can't stand in ya
to your mind..
to your body.. to your soul!

[Chorus]
You better, pack up your bags, better get out of town
'Cause when the God come you know he gon'
body, to your soul!

[Chorus]
You better, pack up your bags, better get out of town
'Cause when the God come you know he gon' be putting it down
womb
by the spark of the twelve gauges
Sometimes it seems like I can't go on, I can't go on
But when I envision a black man with thorns in his hand
of the payphone escalates
Fake smile when he takes home one of his dates
He could write another hate-poem for you to break
Or maybe stay calm and wait for that big
lumberjackin' but I wish I would
Fuck with another nigga, what with another nigga
I'ma swear to God, you'll be stuck with another nigga
And I thought you loved