Lyrics:
accomplishment
That free men dragging their feet had been
Outdistanced by slave workers
Dragging their chains
And we were sore afraid
Perhaps this was a disguised
years since that shit happened
But Too Short don't stop rappin'
In '85, I was on the right page
Ten thousand niggaz, Short live on stage
Underground
Ten thousand niggas, Short live on stage
Underground tapes was all they ever heard
But the whole crowd sang along with me word for word
And that
me a shower pout my close on in go to work
Jungle got no trust cause you gat to pay them Bill men
Got to keep in hassle just to find a way to heat
I'm
By the storm-torn shoreline a woman is standing
The spray strung like jewels in her hair
And the sea tore the rocks near the desolate landing
I have been waiting for this
I've been writing these songs for too long not to drink a bit
Get up and work now
Man that I am singing, "Down, Jack,
offspring
To dwell in a barren valley by Your sacred house
In order, O our Lord, that they may perform prayer
So fill some hearts among men with love towards
to how the other half lives. We give one man the power and the power is all his.
This is crazy. I'm feeling lazy. I'm off work but my boss still pays me.
live!)
I'm stuck underground but I'm sporadic
I'm hooked, in producing
I'm planting the seeds, then do it again, I'm a spore addict
I'm JK, you JJ, cuz you
get locked up for no reason
Somebody spreads good word, and then they treat it like treason
Women are lying of rape, and ruining men's lives
How can we
I got too much to live for
Life is more than just tryna be the best around
If it's bout money then it's something we can talk about
Put some respect
there where wishes could come true
cnd maybe if this all works out, I could comfort you
But I don't know if I'll be back tonight
I don't know if I'll live
There must be more good women than men percentage wise
So her chance of having a husband just minimize
That's why a lot of girls claim they ain't
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
And we have to work twice as hard for a nice pat on the back
And as we climb the ladder, aspiring for the top
More often than not we’re stymied by
the glory
Bullets, begin to strip
A man of reason
He's a man of sin
The men of treason are the ones who live
They'll take whatcha got, whatcha got to give
chei oga lei actions speak more than words
take the bull by the horns get up and go to work
see the change don’t say it feel the change don’t read it
MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you
Your bpm has risen from AM
Men and women running on their way to underground the den
Heavy sick meaning you'll get hit by the high and kick
Where
infection
Was spreading like a disease
Hiding underground
Knowing we'd be found
Fearing for our lives
Reaped by robot's scythes
Metal gods
Metal
infection
Was spreading like a disease
Hiding underground
Knowing we'd be found
Fearing for our lives
Reaped by robot's scythes
Metal gods
Metal
David Foster lives in Gloucester with his family
Works 'til pay-time, through the day-time, then comes home for tea
Steak and kidney, then with
Jessie was a tidy man
He grew smaller day by day
Till his lungs were snuffed like carbide lamps
The mine took him away
Way down deep in the underground
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