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Albums:

Hush Hush; Hush Hush (The Pussycat Dolls) · Hush Hush; Hush Hush (The Pussycat Dolls) · The Best of Color Me Badd (Color Me Badd) · Rhino Hi-Five: Color Me Badd (Color Me Badd) · The Best of Color Me Badd (Color Me Badd) · Hush Hush, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte/Gentle on My Mind (Patti Page) · Hush Hush/Everybody (Founder Prophecies) · Badd Inc. (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Club Badd (Amanda Lepore) – and 90 other albums »


Calling me angel an' a honey dear

      Well, whoa-ho, hush, hush
      Whoa-ho, hush, hush

      Whoa-ho, hush, hush
      Somebody's calling my
passed by, missed me
Wondering who plotting to get me
Alphabet boys still plotting against me
To hush me up and stuff me in the pockets of history
plotting against me
To hush me up and stuff me in the pockets of history
You won't remember why they came to clip me
When time go by, you'll soon forget me
Cave men! [You better hush!] Cave women! [Hush!] And the... [Hush!]
Troglodytes! [Gun shot.]

[Somebody's calling my name....]

[Brother J]
Ah, yeah!
, a fading sunset
Take me away

I'm a captive soul
Living in wonder the secrets I've been told
By the voices in my walls
You gotta believe me
Cave men! [You better hush!] Cave women! [Hush!] And the... [Hush!]
Troglodytes! [Gun shot.]

[Somebody's calling my name....]

[Brother J]
Ah, yeah!
A little more about myself if you don't mind
This is my vision, you know what I'm saying?
Check me out now

I have millenniums of material and rivers
stole somebody's dope and a gold rope
Now my son's on the run; he's a wanted one
Had fun then was done by a shotgun
Upstairs I cover my ears and tears
stole somebody's dope and a gold rope
Now my son's on the run; he's a wanted one
Had fun then was done by a shotgun
Upstairs I cover my ears and tears
stole somebody's dope and a gold rope
Now my son's on the run, he's a wanted one
Had fun then was done by a shotgun
Upstairs I cover my ears and tears
than a doll
Look so damn fresh that shit should be against the law
I'm living my life like the rules of the game and they calling the 40 a law
Money
stole somebody's dope and a gold rope
Now my son's on the run; he's a wanted one
Had fun then was done by a shotgun
Upstairs I cover my ears and tears
When the lights shut off
And its my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
It's no discussion, hereditary
All of my cousins
Dying of thirst
Dying of thirst
Dying of thirst

Too many sins
I'm running out
Somebody send
Me a well
pokes running on the track with Yoshi Yamamoto's

This ain't fashion rap, I'm bringin' the passion back
Find me where the trouble at that's my natural