Lyrics:
Forty Acres n a mule won't stop the homicide
Saturday Cartoons hey Silver Spoon why don't you come inside
We just sang the blues and pay our dues all
Forty Acres n a mule won't stop the homicide
Saturday Cartoons hey Silver Spoon why don't you come inside
We just sang the blues and pay our dues all
Baby, I know that we've got trouble in the fields
When the bankers swarm like locusts they're turning away our yields
Our dreams roll by our silo,
Marcus Garvey next
Revolutionary messengers
In full effect
Kingdom missionaries
Necessary elect
Acres and a mule
Yeah time na collect
Devoured black power
ain't going to quit
You gotta keep your gloves up you know when you're down in the thick of it
And the mule keeps on working even in the mud and rain
or food downtown
Used to love our downtown sodas and food at the stubborn mule or Ed’s place
Now I can't take it
And I don't wanna be at a beach on a boat
And by the way if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule
Oh would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be
Baby, I know that we got trouble in the fields
And the bankers swarm like locusts out there, turning away our yields
And the trains roll by our
Well there once was a time that this farm of mine was plowed by a mule and a man
They worked from dawn till darkness just tryin' to civilize the sand
smoking, gun toting, see how these niggas living
Earn, burning word for ya, curb serving
Got you hooked by the first purchase, birds chirping
Cops
and juice me (for what?) for my papers
The offer me a mule (and what else?) and 40 acres
I'm dissing snakes now, there's no time to catch the vapors
I'm not
me?
Why, there's just no room inside these walls, oh, oh
You want it all but did you want it tonight?
Oh, you don't remember as you wait by
Szczera prawda
Wypuszczamy tracki
Nasza gadka zazdrośników trapi
My nie gangsta
Ale ładujemy kule jak Bonanza
Na lwie nie na mule
Tylko racja i intencje na
Crime pays I been up for 9 days
Designated crime days
Then we split it 9 ways
Cash rules
I’m a fucking cash mule
If the bitch is bad cool
Then she
Love can be driven to violence
From what once seemed so tame
Wearing his dinner this evening
Jolly comes home again
The mule's sitting by
me?
Why, there's just no room inside these walls, oh, oh
You want it all but did you want it tonight?
Oh, you don't remember as you wait by
from Berettas yo
My mule's name Bruschetta from the States
You wrong, she blowin' kief up in the bong
Rockin' knee-high Fendi boots
She just got bagged
down
When he came to the bandit was nowhere to be seen
His true love Juanita, nowhere to be found
A man and his rifle, a mule, and his hound
One in
[Verse - Violent J]
In the name of the Witch, I cut the head off a mule
I gutted it out, put it on and then I wore it to school
That ain't the only
the corner
Don't see why you don't stay a little longer
Well, sittin' on the window talkin' to my love
A slop bucket fell from the window up above
Mule
Would you like to swing on a star
carry moonbeams home in a jar
and be better off than you are
or would you rather be a mule
A mule is an animal
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
cnd be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule
c mule is an animal
[A]Can't go home if you're going by the mill
Cause the[E] bridge' washed out at the bottom of the hill
[A]Big Creek's up, Little Creek's
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule
A mule is
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