Lyrics:
James Cleveland knows
About those days
When James came to prepare our
Choir for a gospel broadcast
Which is still in existence
And he and Aretha used
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he went
When he remembered Zion
For the wicked carry us away
Captivity require from us
We see it in Mount Zion
And Rules all creation
[Bob Marley]
Were jammin' [Repeats]
Hope you like jammin' to [Repeats]
[MC Lyte]
J-A-Double
thinking that he grown
Fighting over land that they don’t even own
Dropped out of school in the tenth grade
Said “Fuck school man I’m trying to get paid”
Cleevlindian dot com
He going hard in this bitch
Bitch i'm from cleveland
And them niggas all with the shits yea
Ooh woah it's dem cleveland niggas
Ooh woah
It's a big, big long road
Costs about 14 dollars
That's in tolls
A New Jersey turnpike ???!
Big road
By myself
It was around exit number 4
the 1 like Zion Aye
I was born to be a star
I was born to ball
Born to be Number 1
They ain't never ever in they life seen nothin like me
Ima natural
I Had A Talk With God
by Stephanie Mills
Written by James Cleveland
Personal Inspirations
I had a talk with God last night
I cried Oh Lord
hardships and adversity
But we get in formation, stand in line, and march so the world can see
Zion is the dwelling place where our God will be
If he be by
these bitches (swag, woo, woo)
Bitches call me Trippie (swag), I'm so fuckin' awesome (swag, swag, swag)
Posted out in Cleveland (ha), bags in Columbus
my captor over Jordan
How I wandered in his wilderness of sin
But in my heart, in my heart
Songs of Zion play and play and play and play and play
I
for forgiveness
Deep in my heart, please, I'm cryin' for forgiveness
Allah, You Akbar, I fall to my knees for forgiveness
Branded by the steel
I'd just sit in silence by myself
Turn this house into a jail
Dyin' slow in a livin' hell
But love's got a funny way of keepin' score
And your
(One Two Three Four)
By the rivers of babylon there we sat down
Yeah we wept when we remembered zion
By the rivers of babylon there we sat down
Yeah we
on my bended knees
I feel like I've been run over by a truck
I don't care much about anything
I'm happy to sing
I'm lacking the passion to do
In a corner by the square
The drinks were served as usual
And a goodly crowed was there
On my left stood Joe McKenney
His eyes blood shot and red
He
over there but see the east that be the best side
Real Cleveland playas hit the streets off in them old schools
Ain't running from nothin but the police,
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
on the treadle
Cleveland: Well what on earth does that mean?
Chapman: I don't know - Mr Wentworth
Just told me to come
In here and say that there
Was trouble
naming names
Well, he really worked me over good
Just like Jesse James
Yes, he really worked me over good
He was a credit to his gender
Put me
Running wipes the tears over from her eyes, well
Gunshot, another one
At least he got to live off a gun
Lord, they say he's a devil in the streets
My
and?" (Woo)
Holy Toledo, it's Miss Ohio
That's the best ass I've seen in a while
We should be datin', she's from Cleveland
But she's a Bengal, this
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
whole life, tryna' live in the lights
Heroines followin' Marilyn Hoppin'
Over the edges like Janice Joplin
River Phoenix, Jimi Hendrix, Jimmy Morrison
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