Lyrics:
the slop)
Move a little bit, now
(Right now, we're gonna do The Slop)
That's what I'm talkin' about
(Right now, we're gonna do The Slop)
Go ahead,
just a taste from the Funky Human Being
Ain't no misbehavin', ain't no use for ravin'
Surrounded by the people who would stab me in the back
My skin
There's a green plaid jacket on the back of the chair
It's like a moment frozen forever there
Mom and dad had a lot of big plans for their little
ass ain't slick
They lack skills and they can only thrill ya by dance steps
I coulda iced Vanilla, but I haven't got the chance yet
But that's okay
really can't stand it anymore
I'm going out to dinner, with a gorgeous singer
To a little place I've found down by the quay
Her name is Patricia, she
To restore what little faith that you may have lost.
As morning brings rebirth a new day will dawn to ease our troubled minds.
Turn away on your side
Yo God, do the knowledge, God, it's like this
This world is ruled and controlled by societies
That exist within societies, that exist within
My mind
This place has really changed its ways
Luckily there's only really rich folk living here
Remember what you used to do to me?
Remember
Each day through my window I watch him as he passes by
I say to myself, "You're such a lucky girl"
To have a boy like him is truly a dream come
niggas with me they be talking gang bang
Verse 2: Pastor Troy
My head gone, cause I been on this earth long enuff,
In this land of little trust
Where all
Isolation
When you leave it's like I disappear
Desolation
Every time you go it feels like
Seconds slowly turn to minutes
A month of Sundays
a prison sentence to me
My manners are not refined or even polished
And my speech it may be crude to most you see
I guess that I was just born a dreamer
Hello yes I'm calling to arrange a little trip
Somewhere far away from here by train or plane or ship
I'd like to leave today it don't have to be
today
Watch out 12" lex you gonna get socked
And then tossed up by eminem with a 6"
Little ho as yoda wanna be bitch
chorus:
This iz how the gangstas
You know it ain't no stoppin' all tha doggs I'm droppin'
It's Friday night so everythang is poppin'
I got skin lets spin on da hand
So let the games
Well I?m down to my last dime
Yes I got nothing? to do
Guess I?ll put it in the jukebox baby
And play myself a little tune
All I see are the numbers,
swings lightly without weight
Open to most anyone that needs a little freedom
For God's sake
Oh, come as many as you can
In dark or light you're free
beheld its innocent smile
She said 3If you want to have fun,
It will take you to heaven for awhile
An inch from the blue skies ceiling
I was touched
At the rate i'm goin
Little hands will be all that hold me back and
The minute men they stand and watch
Well fuck them through
Don't lose touch
Think I know it� much too late wish I wasn� so afraid going under slowly day by day... think it� darker than before think i� closer
want to make my own decisions
When it has to do with my life, my life
I wanna be the one in control
So let me take you by the hand,
And lead you
First released on Star-Studded-Super-Step, 'To Be Awake' was already a bit of a token song for us by the time that we re-recorded it for Mindsize.
it's you and me)
Bittersweet
(Does it have to be?)
Love is bittersweet
Lay here by my side
Forget about the world a little while
'Cause we all
writes those papers
Heats up coffee that's been sitting there
If it tastes a little old she doesn't care
But beware
You don't like our tattoos
But
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