Lyrics:
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
conversation giving energy to me
As we wander how did we?
Ever get to notice the whole part of who we are as we wonder
Take me by the hand
Venusia
And in the morning
We're sipping coffee
And I love you
You're my sunlight
On my cotton clouds
Up in the sky
You're my lifetime
Given by the one
Who's
Straight up collected it, cool and calm
crowbar in my hand and my skeleton brick still works like a charm
Who's the rawest?
My shit is flawless
Had to be
This ain't no harder than drivin a big wheel
through a Georgia cotton field, man
This ruthless
The original game detector
Yeah
You know what I
She asked me how to be funny
But that's not somethin' you can teach
What seemed so blue in the sunlight
By the night was a pale green
And I
Move
On a certain word, who
Is going to say what hurts her
Going to save her
Going to save her here
Pin the roses in her hair
Hold her hand, let
and the democrats would gloat
But they're all amazed when Rutherford Hayes
Wins by just one vote
D:James Garfield, someone really hated
Cause he was
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
my funky dance back
And once again, puttin' you in a trance
In case you all forgot it it's called the Biz Dance
A movement by the body that's made
like her
Where’s that pale little face
Who fears the dark and empty spaces
Players know how to fill your void
But steal every bit of worth and joy
corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in action
Than Rosco beating James Tarteenyer
And smackin' his back
I, James Robert Injustice
Being of unsound body and mind
Hereby bequeath all my worldly goods
To anyone who wants 'em.
The debts that I got
I, James Robert Injustice
Being of unsound body and mind
Hereby bequeath all my worldly goods
To anyone who wants 'em
The debts that I got from
stupid, I thought that they were sincere folks
It turned out they liked the money and the fame
If I ain't get paid, I'd be that nobody James
James Connolly
Collected and Arranged by The Wolfe Tones
The man was all shot through that came to day into the Barrack Square
And a soldier I, I am
see it?
Burns soon as it's felt; see it's torchin', scorchin'.
Mic's pipin' hot; steamin' who's schemin'; now ya not.
James Brown must a been dusted,
There I go, there I go, there I go
Pretty baby, you are the soul who snaps my control
Such a funny thing but every time you're near me
I never can
Rise up the Starry Plough
In James Connolly's name
Rise up the Starry Plough
For his glory and his fame
He joined the Transport Union
So the workers
just like James Dean
I've been flying down the highway .... who's gonna put a stop to me?
I like to chill
So I drive up in my new Seville
My tribe went down in the hall of fame
'Cause I'm the one who shot Jesse James
Pound for pound, I
Clinton, Bill Clinton
Chris Farley, Chris Rock, Bob Marley
Rick James, knew how to throw a party
"Smoke some weed!" (Who else?)
Snoop Dogg, all the way
ho ho
Everybody say
And check it out now
Who is the cat eating out on the town? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And make the whole dining room turn they head
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
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