Lyrics:
nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up
Ass up, face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle
Got to do my bizzle
The only
The meaning of the name GangStarr, well I'll tell ya
It means How far my mind can excel to
A greater type of thought, brought by the things that I
attempts to allude
Your flesh will sigh, in the midst of moisture
One sect more for the chosen kind
Can you feel it? Can you feel their high?
Feel it!
The babies will crawl
Put down your weapons, put
Down your chosen ones
Put on your best clothes,
Stand straight and tall
Don't give up on your desire,
by her makeup, plus the scent was there
So I sashayed over to her and, ah, spoke of my plan
She screamed and said, "Are you asking to make love
We always started by tellin' all our best stories first
So now that it's been awhile I'll get around
To tellin' you all my worst
Just so you know
Where do you go when you think about me?
What do I do when I think about you?
Skyline
Passion
City streets that I adore
Shadows
By me grow
blameless in Your Son
Forever I am chosen to be loved
It's not by my works, by Your work in me, yeah
And by Your grace oh God I stand with my head held high
We are the chosen
The chosen ones
Close your eyes
Believe in us
We are the chosen
The chosen ones
God's plan is known
cnd designed by us
They
How do you block the sound of a voice
You'd know anywhere
[Chorus]
Oh I really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness
I have travelled many moonless night
Cold and weary, with a babe inside
And I wonder what I've done
Holy Father, you have come
And chosen me now
chosen
But that blood in your veins, yeah, I know it's frozen (it's so cold)
Got no patience no more (no)
Been waitin' too long (yeah)
You hid that
Sitting watching time go by
Feeling worse now that I'm dry
It was keeping me alive
Now I struggle to survive
Lost grip on reality
Not in control
Thirteen chosen by the elders to kill
One chosen by the elders to die
Summoned for sacrifice
Taken to a dungeon
Where others have perished
Freaky
Hunnid round drum, my youngin' gon dumb, you that them youngin' believe me
Future he know that a young nigga chosen my dip and [?] shit leakin'
I
The Chosen One
Music © 1991 by Carlton Lynn Jr and Mike Rogers
Lyrics © 1992 By Carlton Lynn Jr
Met a man once in a dream, at the crossroads in
your mind
Banned by the chosen ones, how they rule your life
Exit that page, enter brave new world
From reality
And as the program runs surely
for you
We wanna thank you for being so nice on our last album
It was wonderful the way you accepted it
And tonight we've chosen some of the songs
That
I'll take the position
Assume the missionary part
You work by committee
You had me pegged from the start
I'll be pounce pony
Phoney maroney
and beyond cure
So much wickedness around me is hard to remain pure
But i don't walk by sight is faith under these 10 toes
If Jesus walked the water I'm his
they're dull
Time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere
The trees and I are shaken by
presence oh God
Oh I want to walk with You
And I will climb this mountain
And I'll step of the shore
And I have chosen to follow
And be by Your side forever
tomorrow,
Funk will be in sorrow.
Who's gonna take it to the next level?
Must be the chosen one, but not the devil.
So shake that thing, baby.
Shake,
if they're dull
Time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere
The trees and I are
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