Lyrics:
heart
We guided by the Holy Ghost
We had a little hiccup but brothers fall out
I'm just happy we back to speaking now
Can't have our kids missing out
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
a good friend of mine a good songwriter and a great musician
Mr. Ray Edwards
Would ya'll give the Storytellers a little round of applause there
They're
Today we're gonna do something scary
We're venturing into the mind of young black males
Let's take a peak...
[ Young Lay ]
Cuddies perved by
loaves of bread"
Now lookie here
There's too many brothers that go by that
Now I want you brothers to dig where we coming from
Set your mind
Right
Now, here's a little story I've got to tell about
Three bad brothers you know so well
It started way back in history with
J-Toth, Davey and folk
the same
And is down right danger to a brother
And little Miss Fortune surely became
Unfortunately just like her mother, hey
You gotta watch out for
up
I ain't no Matt Damon, but Bourne with Ultimatums
Get rich or die trying so we started caking
I'm doing 'caine but not the brother of Undertaker
Hip Hop Hooray
by Naughty By Nature
Album : 19 Naughty III
Give it up for Naughty By Nature
Hip Hop Hooray, ho-hey-ho-hey-ho-hey-ho
You drew
I named the boy Nasir
All the boys call him Nas
I told him as a youngster
He'll be the greatest man alive
Let's go
Hey-hey-hey-hey
Chuck Berry
knock on the door with my chin
Hey yo little man won't ya let me in?
And best believe it was good to see my little brother
Hey you forgot the milk you
the bar
I got trust issues layered
I got scars under scars
Box cuttered by my brother
Made my quiet mind suffer
Made my neck bleed a little
Cut my thumb
to keep it - real
But how many brothers really kick the - skill
So what you got a little street - appeal
So you promote genocide, for what? A - deal?
Well,
the lyrics to match. Little did they know a new culture would hatch. Mad love to the pioneers.
The mashpee Wampanoags that I represent can quote the 120
view in the world,
Spendin' my days catchin' these rays,
Watchin' coconut covered girls
They keep strollin' by,
And they keep rollin' in,
Like the waves
(One man, zero worth, wine box...hey brother, hey brother, hey brother, hey sister...)
It's me, it's me, it is the queen so
Shawty got the green
fall!"
Everybody needs a celebrity
They can sacrifice one for the team
Wet your hair and pass the rays
Little Cole and me could charm for days
Make
dinner under the moon
I said, "Sorry I made plans at Ray's Boom-Boom Room"
Nine push-ups, Strength's gone at the tenth one so why hook up
The pimp's gone
the beach
And roll me a fatty
And grab a case of that cold shit
You know where to catch me
Welcome to the jungle by the beach
Where the sea sounds gorgeous
Yea, yea
Ahh, you know exactly how you found me
Married to the hustle with the brothers that surround me
I only accomplish what the good Lord allows
and the toast
Breakfast in bed
Followed by breakfast and head
Look at the view I got blessed I will Bless
Ima a skinny little hippie break bread after bread
and the toast breakfast in bed
Followed by breakfast and hеad
Look at the view I got blessеd I will Bless
Ima a skinny little hippie
Break bread after bread
Ima
shit, we can go With it too
Hey, all these motherfuckers actin Like they tough I don't give a fuck Little bitch
They askin' why I wear a mask Bitch,
Frank zappa (lead guitar)
Ike willis (guitar, vocals)
Ray white (guitar, lead vocals)
Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)
Alan zavod
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