Lyrics:
after dark
And it ain't 'till twelve 'till the party really starts
And I always had to be home by ten
Right before the fun was about to begin
Crowds
after dark
And it ain't 'till twelve 'till the party really starts
And I always had to be home by ten
Right before the fun was about to begin
Crowds
Come on
Lazers and blazers, hit me with the major
The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor
Gunning, humming coming at ya
First I'm gonna get ya,
things the way they should be
Keep your house until you sweat
'Cause you ain't seen nothin' yet
House is food and you need it
If I feed it, you
Sittin' in a native hut
All alone and blue
Sittin' in a native hut
Wonderin' what to do
Along came a native girl
Did a native dance
It was like in
Sittin' in a native hut
All alone and blue
Sittin' in a native hut
Wonderin' what to do
Along came a native girl
Did a native dance
It was like in
beat your ass as if we was playin' Tecmo Bowl
I'm a producer if a rhythm is dope, I choose it
And I hope you know I'd rather be dope than use it
I was
beat your ass as if we was playin' Tecmo Bowl
I'm a producer if a rhythm is dope, I choose it
And I hope you know I'd rather be dope than use it
I was
nineties
You know, a good walk can be a first degree offense
Kicking up the dirt as I pull up my skirt
When I walk by, bitch, they all on alert
Chat
yeah, slavery
Hes got his card, hes got his books
He knows is urgent, to poor a hut
He got his weakness, we've got his number
And we will be there
sure that I'll always keep us in pain, yes sir
And to remind you of that I'll survive somehow, oh
And with freedom that I can still be your man right now
to see you
And everybody wants to be you too
It's funny how they put you down
But now they think you're alright
And everybody loves you now that
hear pigs squealin'
Soldiers of fortune
Are torchin' huts
The girls on them tvs
Are shakin' their butts
I'm hyperventilatin'
I might be
Then flip it n bust a move
Im like hut one
Hut one hut two
Dont be breaking spending none of them hunnids
Stack up the blues
Cause them hunnids finna
a melody
By Strauss
It laughs, it sings, the world is in rhyme
Swinging to three-quarter time
Let the Danube flow along
And the Fledermauss
Keep
, keep on breathin'
Just keep breathin' and breathin' and breathin' and breathin'
And oh, I gotta keep, keep on breathin'
Sometimes it's hard to find,
Many don't understand
You see it's all a plan
To keep the black man a
Child like he's Peter Pan
You'll never see a man, a real black man
Until you see
it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
And I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in
to the East to the West)
Thugged out (one two) what we bout? (Knockin boots)
Shinin it out (N.. O.. L.. I.. M-I-T!)
Them Down South souljas they be ready
(Seven, Six) Commencing 4th (Five) down hut hut hike (Four)
(Three, Two) Snap the football (One) and (Touchdown) may God’s love be with me
This is Jesus
taking it step by step) Bit by bit
(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
Stone by
it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
taking it step by step) Bit by bit
(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
Stone by
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