Lyrics:
the air just by raising his hand
Oh, my Yoda
Yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda
Well, I left home just a week before
And I've never ever been a Jedi
you care
Try to make it new before you go
Take the simple case of the serge
Who can't go back to war
'Cause the hippies tore down everything that
just by raising his hand
Oh, my Yoda
Yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda
Well, I left home just a week before
And I've never ever been a Jedi before
But
through
I've got no hands on the wheel
But I'm drivin' by feel
And I got you sewn up and surrounded too
Take you down the track in a burlap sack
The wisdom of the man can be denied by none
For he's the one that said
Before you go to Buffalo to Baltimore or Borneo
To Eastern Pennsylvania or Japan
it's the stars
They're surely on my side
I've never been so satisfied
By love before
For all the times I've tried
These beginnings could mean more
[Featuring Mystikal Fiend Silkk The Shocker]
Intro: [Master P]
Are you ready to boldly go
where no family has gone before
to die
Witness the tears falling free from my eyes
Before she could reply
Though we were born without a silver spoon
My broken down TV, show cartoons
I have often walked down this street before
But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before
All at once am I several stories high
Knowing
[Intro: [Master P]]
Are you ready to boldly go,
Where no family has gone before?
The Ghetto Enterprise has landed.
Captain Kirk has arrived, I
Oooooh
Can you hear me now? [Repeat: x 4]
Yeah!!
Am I coming through? [Repeat: x 2]
Is it sweet and pure and true?
Devil came by this
The wisdom of the man can be denied by none
For he's the one that said
Before you go to Buffalo to Baltimore or Borneo
To Eastern Pennsylvania or Japan
Am I coming through?
Is it sweet and pure and true?
Devil came by this morning,
Said he had something to show me,
I was looking like I'd never
because I'm being you every week
(by the way it seem that everybody...)
I grit my teeth and bare it (you know this judge? he carries a grudge!)
Just
it around
The last words I spoke before they tucked me in
I may discount Bungee jump but,
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again.
[Chorus:]
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
it's the stars
They're surely on my side
I've never been so satisfied
By love before
For all the times I've tried
These beginnings could mean more
you care
But try to make it new before you go
Take the simple case of the serge
Who can't go back to war
'Cause the hippies tore down everything
the tract
If anyone can best the fence, it’s me
Blood shed by my hand before dawn
-A red thumb tonight
Doubt says the sky will be falling down someday
on your face and I’ve seen this before,
Seen this before. I’ve seen this before
I conquered my hate as reciting a sore
I vouch for my peace as I scribble
your whole system without lifting a finger
Yes the dead ringer, impact of a crator
Surrounded by an army of nothing but golden gaters
Anniahlate all
born
I've dreamt for these six months of home
And the river by which we roamed
And laid down all the thoughts that we carried
Years before we were ever
Years go by but I can't remember yesterday
Or how many times I said I'd change
Or how many times I drove my momma crazy
She don't know a damn thing
be the reaper
Snatching your soup out of your sneakers
And we all surrounded by leeches the devil is so deceiving disguised himself as a preacher damn
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