Lyrics:
mama knows something about that music they play
She's the mother station of negroes
WDIA
Blue hot Williams is-a spinnin' them platters
Johnny and his
the end
That bullshit is bullshit, it just goes by different names
Come on boy, come on girl
Succumb to the beat surrender
Come on boy, come on girl
love, my own true love, someday
And there'll be no place too far, no ocean too wide
Wherever he goes, I'll be right by his side
I'll follow the boys
man and boy
Got to break that stone
When you break dem one by one
But man you just begun
'Cause today, I tell you something new
You gotta break dem two
love, my own true love, someday
And there'll be no place too far, no ocean too wide
Wherever he goes, I'll be right by his side
I'll follow the boys
[Ratcliffe]
The gold of Cortes
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
you take four?"
Poor boy - never say die
Things will be all right by and by
Workin' like on the mainline, workin' like the devil
The game is the same
"Good God! Don't jump!"
A boy sat on the ledge.
An old man who had fainted was revived.
And everyone agreed it would be a miracle indeed
If
He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat
a place that never closes?
I can hardly hear ya'
Holy moses lookin' so sad
What's a nice boy like me
Doin' by the dance floor after hours?
Dozin'
Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight
By eleven o'clock I'll be flyin' high
Ain't nothing in the world that I won't try
Jimmy got smashed, took his
Boy, Billy Boy?
How old may she be, Charming Billy?
Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven
But she's a young thing and cannot
Crash, burn, tell me why don't we learn
Trip, fall, hit another big wall
We just keep on goin'
Everybody wants to be loved
By somebody
she would not be saved
All her instincts lead a different way
In the pocket by her heart
Is a dog-eared Polaroid
A picture of a girl with her arm
the horses raised in those Kentucky hills
The national treasury would be in Tupelo, Mississippi
And I'd put Hank Williams picture on one hundred dollar bill
In cuttin' and haulin' in frost and in snow
We're up against troubles that few people know
It's only by courage and patience and grit
And eatin'
to
You deliberately defy the rules
'Cause the law's upheld by fools
Shit on that
Bad boys get spanked
You can look but don't touch
But no you
innocent get hit by straight shots
And brave cops, protect the community
While corrupt cops, be harassing you and me
Pullin me over, in front
Have you heard the many a story told by old and young with joy
Bout the many deeds a daring that was done by the Johnson boys
That was done by
But one little boy who sat by himself
Was reading a letter he had
You could plainly tell by the look on his face
That the contents of it made him sad
when I stashed the loot from Woopty Woop
And the same exact place Biggie Smalls got popped at
Unsolved by the boys in blue
Hundred niggas outside
love so dear.”
“If William Taylor is your true lover,
Well, a false-hearted man is he;
For tomorrow morning he's going to be married,
To some lady
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get
grace (Heeey)
Every time we Shakespeare like Williams (Haa)
Sitting back to write out the rhythm (Hey)
So the Vibez can be Viral like soonest (Haa)
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