Lyrics:
Frontliner like a barber, I'm ready for fades
The only power that I call on, don't wear out his name
Or use it in vain, be like Judas or cain
Want your rights,
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
prosperous country in the
World in the past
Only white males could play the
Power game now millions
Upon millions of minorities and
Women have been given
It's-it's-it's-it's D-Dash (squad)
I need a healthy free bag (brr)
Diamonds playing freeze tag (brr)
Pussy nigga I bleed swag (squa)
Shout to Reese,
man rut
Women all screaming, criminals' bleeding
Just another night out in this dump
You'd have more chance trying to find peace
In an evening with
Galahad, and I, wait until
nightfall, and then leap out of the rabbit, taking the French by
surprise -- not only by surprise, but totally unarmed!
ARTHUR:
I'm just planting seeds
You know, if you listen
You might learn something
You might be able to grow a lil bit
Grow wit me
Grow by yourself, fuck it
stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches
I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em
Let's speak
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
*
If
I look up
Yeah and I take my time nigga
I'mma take my time, woah
Power moves only
Boy I'm 'bout my business on business
I drink liquor
we stay strong?
Only we can save us from us
Bring about change we will show our people love
[Chorus]
My people, hold your head up
My people,
Just waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises, he sits by his fire
Just thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
not
Only wanna sit around and smoke my pot
Loves me loves me not
Only wanna sit around and smoke my pot
It all started out when I lived downtown by
Than the grit
The black bombshell
Rocking the Etta James wig
And I push more carts
Than the cast of Shameless
Don Rickles stance
Lieutenant Whipple
With
bleed, fuck the feed, hopin' they all remember me
Enemies, we all got 'em, only ones that are from the bottom
Who I love, place no one above, none above
(Bitch)
Sippin' on bottles, flyin' high on planes
Gotta lotta bad women, I don't even know their names
Toppers and tats, you know I got flame
When I pull
from baretta-etta (They'd catch that)
By your King like Waikida or Caretta-etta
And when the chips are down ain't no gettin' fed up
We bet on gettin'
a real man
Women! I'm willing, but could it be
You don't know yourself by now, how you want me to be?
The world keeps turning – and that keeps us learning
tell by the laces, they tight
Or are you only focused on the steps that I'm taking in life
And then you got the ones who claim a guy that's everyone's
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change.
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire,
Thinking about women and glasses of beer,
And closing his eyes
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
.jpg/226px-Etta_Baker_(cropped).jpg "Etta Baker")
.jpg/192px-Etta_Cameron_(1970).jpg "Etta Cameron")
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