Lyrics:
Yeah
A little something for all the o g s out there
That put the foundation together
Was doin' this thang
Before I knew what to do with this
a door in my mind that's open wide
Come inside, come inside
Jesus never saved me
He'll never save you too, and you know!
I've got a little sticker
by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez, I can't find
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks
When you're tryin' to be so quiet
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say,
baby's hands in the air don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we
Performed by barbra streisand
Four little angels of peace are we
Loving our neighbors so peacefully
There's really no harm if we do not disarm
For
We ain't got to talk about his conversate
Baby by the way I touch you, you know what I'm saying
Oh, oh, oh, ridin' slow
Oh, oh, oh
I'm just
Frenchies that a little
Look like twins (yeah)
I can get you what you want
Just tell what you tryna spend
(What you tryna spend)
Got a blueberry farm by
Excuse me, that's just the Henny, man
I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop, I can't because
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your
on the same sweet psalm
You better get ready by Jesus
He'll never leave us
Standin' in the middle of the road
With a load of mankind's dirty laundry
We're all
later, I elbow pull and kick
Cause my time is up and I don't care
With one big push, I'm outta there
June 15th, it's just my luck
In 1969, a nigga
your knives tear him apart
Humiliation killed him
God bless his little heart
Now some folks they wait and some folks they pray
For Jesus to rise up
think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black
'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same fucking questions
think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black
'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same fucking questions
pull and kick
'Cause my time is up and I don't care
With one big push, I'm outta there
June 15th, it's just my luck
In 1969, a nigga is the product
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
party people, are you with me? What's the deal?
If you real, grab your chair up by the wheel
If you wanna feel just like the Man of Steel
Windmillin'
I didn't know just what to say, when you turned and you looked my way
It doesn't happen to me every day, can we talk a while?
I didn't know just
don't see eye to eye with anyone
I throw it all away (don't talk to me no more)
The more I think, the less I've got to say (i don't remember you no
all that's bad just makes me sad
So every little once in a while
Show some love and make me smile
Cry sometimes with tears of joy, oh yeah
Sure
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
the city with the G-block stainers
And we got adopted by some fifth ward strangers
You know what it means when I twist these fingers
Me and you been
and the end
[ Connie ]
The miracles of Jesus was the talk all over land
Jesus healed the multitudes by the laying on off hands
[ Both ]
Healin' hands
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