Lyrics:
the Fam-o, you can blame the genes, blame the genes
[VERSE 2]
And I just came to Earth where it’s sandy
Cali got like every bit of family
Cousin in
all our money
We cried when he won
That man Mr. Watson
Don't take kind to losing
Accused us of stealing
He told the whole town
Then late in the night
Another night slips away
In other words
I should say other words
You should say other words
Another night slips away
In other words
I should say
God Almighty in a human body like you and me
The Word had dinner with sinners and made 'em winners
Religious leaders peeped that the Word was bad for
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Thing-fish: (to the rubber girl)
Hmmm! dat quite a massive improve'lence,
with a cardboard box, in the manner preferred by famous singing christians.
Rhonda reaches inside the briefcase and locates her 'special atomic glasses'
been keeping the genes in those yea
Letters in Timmys genes does know the wrongs and rights from a stand off ay
Cappers have a tendency in letting others
dat be 'bouts de onliest kinda bitch be able to tolerate de muthafucker's hair spray!
Bein' jes' like most de other nasty cocksuckers in de
In God We Trust (Extended Version)
Word Up
Mic Shabazz
I got you sayin to be or not to be like Hamlet
God dammit I’m the lillest MC on the planet
clamp electrodes on harry & rhonda. the other sisters re-enter with a pair of stuffed dummies, used to illustrate the song text in a
Re sort of 'bun-raku
hurt his balls on that play, Tony. Don't you? He's holding
Them. He must've hurt them, by God." and the other 2-way word that
Goes with that one is Prik.
gladly
In other words, don’t mad me
When I grab this pen, it’s aggy
Putting bare dots on heads like acne
For three whole years, been chasing my dream
I
pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jesse Brown,
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
Wanted man by
push others on their heels
By feeling supreme confidence in
Himself but no matter how tough
And hardened they become, hustlers usually
Face one daunting
Excelling like Microsoft, I'm Michael Scott up in this office
That's word of God, I'm a prophet, bo profits, I ain't a seller
I'm streaming, thoughts and it's
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
the rain in the days in the valley of Columbus
The all-natural cosmetic, supernatural gi-netic
My genes, by all means, they backpass synthetics
Rhetoric,
genes yeah
None of yall boys man to me
Take a seat cuz yall can't stand me
I'm up in her sheets so I take off her panties
I'm way too high off the ground
Pre>thanks to robert watson robert@gcmac.demon.co.uk
For a complete revision of this chart.
Robert's chart has the em over the word "treatment"...
I
meets old school hypocrisy
"What we do is fine
But our women must live honestly"
Word spreads, other people's whispers twisted
This innocent love into
on
Feet will tap along
Peace pipe pass around
Seem like basset hound but
Breeze by pass em now
Read my passions loud
Be by after hours yeah
Eat street word
together
And somebody starts out with a certain rhythm
And then that rhythm has holes in it
In other words it has certain silences
And the next drummer fills
And for other people art is life
The way that Jxmo just channels
All energy into everything that is life
In words and melodies and just pure art
It's
nigga theres no in between
Oppressed by my ops genocide within my race
Those guilty in the case of a black face
God pigment in my genes
You either hate
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