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warning today
From his hospital bed Drip fed Fred vowed he was here to stay
I'll tell you something for nothing (he's claimed) never in all my days
Have
the brothers by the spot
They had to hustle but they still knew a lot
To get my haircut had to go to Fort Greene
on Myrtle Ave, to get a fade with the sides
and the gun in the store
and ignore temptation, sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef
Hawkins
to the end
I will always be your friend
No matter where you go
I want you to know now

[Chorus]
I promise my prayers
I promise my heart
I'll be
and the gun in the store
and ignore temptation, sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef
Hawkins
to understand that God took you by the hand
To a foreign land
Heaven don't let you go

Could never hold you
Could never touch you
God leads you to a foreign
and the gun in the store
and ignore temptation, sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef
Hawkins
Treat me right
I'll treat you good

Kids in the crib want dibs on the big man
"Can he come out? Can he come out and slam a jam?
"I'm his number one
That I couldn't come up with it
He said, (dirty mind),
He said take that hammer, Paulie Ann and go to that railroad
And when you swinging with that lead
protect us from the storm.

He was back, causing trouble,
Time's they're a comin' round,
Oh no, let me go to another round,
Tuesday night is when
wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

So I get off stage right and drop the mic
Which lover are you, Jack of Diamonds?
Now you be Emmylou and I'll be Gram
I send a letter, don't know who I am
I dream a highway back to you

I'm
my side like Radio Raheem
Ghetto blastin', you know the sound
Everywhere I go I get asked to turn it down
I'll tell you hell no to your face, I
just like you
Well I just gotta be like,
I just gotta be like you
(Like you)

I was created by God but I ain't wanna be like Him,
I wanna be Him
The Jack
wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

So I get off stage right and drop the mic
the real
Lettin lead fly, but instead I maintain and chill (uh-huh)
You know the deal, kids get ill don't sleep
You get your card pulled quick fuckin around
wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

So I get off stage right and drop the mic
flow
Really though
I'll open up my mind and take you places you can't go
I woulda been a catcher behind the plate but you can't throw
Cause you don't
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Jim pons (bass, vocals)
Don preston (keyboards, electronics)
Ian
but he can go for rob and steel

Lookin' for a mill' while you screamin' "keep it real!"

So I'll just stand here with this mic that I hold

Request
surrounded by skinny motherfuckers with glass dicks 

I'll jack Jack and Jill, smack Bill Clinton and his bitch 

Tell po po they can't fade me I'll kill
with lead, the same, sweetheart

But then, as nothing happens quite the same
Investigation is the game
He had to check her story right away-he dead
wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

So I get off stage right and drop the mic
Say she want to be a doctor,
And I'll be some damn sure she could be teachin' somebody
School to street smarts, girl ain't no dummy one
He can not
wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

So I get off stage right and drop the mic