Lyrics:
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
what belongs to Caesar to Caesar
Incase you don't know we ain't promise tomorrow
Give what belongs to Caesar to Caesar
If you dey look for Judas make
us dem no fit us
Weytin belongs to Caesar to Caesar yeh
You for give am to Caesar oo ye
You wan give am to Peter oo yeh
Oya dis my turn
I take am by
Oh thee, Caesar Seth
Mightiest of men, the chosen one
Light us, Caesar Seth
By your hand, the flame of liberty
Fly us, Caesar Seth
Over distant land
to stop a young genius
Spiritual like a deep cut from Shirley Caesar
I wonder if it's Jesus when a baby reach up
Sharpenin' up myself 'cause I know they
Cowards die by day
And Caesar fears no death
He holds the gods in shame
Hero till final breath
Death look into these eyes
What dangers should they see?
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
command shall be."
She took her two babes by the hand
And gave them kisses three
"Sit still at home you darling little babes,
Keep your father sweet
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
caught up by the side of her breastses
She'll murder you while eating your breakfast
You'll die wanting to try how good her sex is
Baby's shit wiggle
people, we are the future
[Chorus: x2]
Harriet Tubman, Shirley Caesar
Miss Jane Pittman, Juanita Bynum
Maya Angelou, Bishop T.D. Jakes
Madam C.J.
Pinot Grigio being poured By Bacchus in a glass of Dionysus After crying on the
Floor or puffing Monte Cristo's Cigars behind bars because he was
my bones
Aretha Franklin, that Shirley Caesar, that Miss Nina Simone
That Sade, that Love is King, that Coltrane, that Love Supreme
That Miles
Tranquility for a Brutus
And hard road for a Ceasar
Well, who came from the heavens?
They killed for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus
Them hard streets
stay
Mashin', I'm laughin' off da petty
Eyes heavy, puffin my resi, God help me
Can y'all tell me something this good?
Now it's Black Caesar bumpin'
of Titus
Woe to the foes who would dare to fight us
""In death we salute thee""
Two men fight to kill, and by Caesar's will glory is split in half
Orpheus
out
Heard The Jarl ain't got no doubts (Nigga how you heard)
Heard it by the word of mouth
I been living life like Julius Caesar on the mic
Conquer
I asked myself
Who I wanna be when it’s all done
I don’t wanna be saved by grace
And then fall from
I wanna have sustained my pace
In the long run
I
In the jungle got me feeling like Caesar
Locs on I ain't seeing no evil
Drop a nigga like Yeezy Adidas
It's a cold world Jermaine and Keshia
That
Someone else is playing Caesar
Someone else is writing Gita
Someone else counts up the bets while I'm trying best to please ya
Someone else please be Mark
gods at Heaven's gate
So twisted by desires
Consumed by love and hate
These puppets' fates determined
On a wiping of the slate
So come, you fatal
Yoh its me Bone
Every body is a sinner, stop pointing fingers
give what belongs to Caesar to Caesar
raping is ma own serve the last dance storm
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