Lyrics:
YELLOW FEATHER
Written By: Sharon Faith Groom
Copyright 2003
VERSE I
How is it the sky's so blue
When I'm feeling down
Big black hat
Glass
down like that
We can go to this place by the railroad track
It has a room with a view, just right for two
Equipped with the accessories to get you in
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain
Boom boom boom boom
Boom boom boom boom
The ants go marching three by three
Hurrah hurrah
The ants go
tonight.
1st CHORUS
Kiss me right here girl just like I'm James Dean
Runaway rebels lost in a dream
Top down, live now, highway moon dancing on the water
we're here by ourselves
Envision us as the night down
We'll say five, four, three, two, one
We'll be disturbing everyone
It's like World War I
Gathering
to bring me down
Never once it's always two more
He's knocking at my door again
Always at my door
Knock knock
Always at my door
Knock knock
Always at my
fifty cent, in a bad predicament
The gon' bust your head by them dead green presidents
Wipin' down the evidence, shooters at my residence
All this
so dumb now?
Hunt me or be hunted
I got three hundred and fifty-seven ways
To simmer sauté, I'm the winner all day
Lights get dimmer down Biggie's
the hours go by
Fall and then arise again
I hear the darkness breathe
Sunk into the horizon
Fall down
Let those tears come down
Let them fade away
a thousand circles
A man hit me
Saying that he’d be here in a minute
All I’ve got to do is wrap it
And bring it down to the rented
By now, it’s a little past
beat
His mind razor-sharp, his words like a sword
Craftin' rhymes so tight, you'd be shook to the core
[Verse 3]
But deep down inside, he carried
were both runaways
Far and wide, city lights country side
Runaways until we die
After-Chorus
Oh oh
Runaways until we die
Oh oh
Verse 3
We used to go
We kicking down your door (kick your door)
No not baseball
But I run up in your home (not baseball)
I'm so cutthroat I will cut
You in the throat
niggas from the East side
By 12, I’m on one two just came through
Three of my main dudes four door Gran Coupe
Five bottles in each six models at least
selling door to door
Hang down your head and cry
Think of all the ways to get by
When that train arrives
She's gonna ride on to town
Molly May came
would this really
Keep them psyched?
Three of us bleedin'
It was ten past midnight!
I really didn't like
How this shit was goin' down
Wrong night,
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
hurrah
The ants go marching two by two, the little one stops to tie his shoe
And they all go marching down to the ground
The ants go marching three by
the door
I, you're not home and it's half-past three (I)
Where are you when you're not with me? (I)
If you're with someone else, come clean
I'd rather
at the clothes Mom bought
And those who weren't laughing still had a ball
Because they were pointing and whispering
As I walked down the hall
I got home
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by The Clash
It was writing cheques that my body couldn't cash
nights, so many days, baby
I've been hurt by your love
I don't know why I still love you like I do, baby
But you're a star in my world
Oh, how you got
past
A burnout runaway, just tryna find her way back home
Held down, drowned by my bluff
Yeah, I called six times just to wake you up
Even called out
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