Lyrics:
This song is by Mississippi Fred McDowell and
appears on the album Mississippi Fred McDowell (1995).
John Henry was a steel-drivin'
John Henry was
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
This is music to be murdered by
Got a premonition
I feel the end is near
The beauty starts to fade
My joy has turned to pain
I hear the symphony
Can not a man of modern day
Find truth in what he's learned
Of all the seventh days a waste
A fool for all the lies I've prayed yet I'm strong
There's a photo in an album he don't notice anymore
That's me, that's me
There's a stack of cards and letters buried deep inside a drawer
That's
the seventh wonder
Watched a hawk turn to a dove
'till I saw a cold heart
Changed By Love
Now I'm Changed By Love
I have been a disbeliever
A doubting
and jest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest.
When I left my home
And my family,
I was no more than a boy
In the company
Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm lyin still
In a lonely spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his native land
In the place that they call
of what he is about
And being I'm about my business, not mingling much
Running my mouth, that shit kept lingering
But no dummy, that's the shit I
say,
Or I'll remember a Texan man,
When he spoke in major sevenths and I'd,
I'd get my gun and blow his tan,
And banish him from heaven.
[Chorus]
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Well, I found him on the corner of Seventh and Main
In the Iowa township of Sloan (Township of Sloan...)
He's tired,
doing a sequel
I don't mean to be a stickler
But this is the seventh sequel
To our original motion picture
We're doing a sequel let's give it a shot
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
on 2Pac's best songs
Followed by Biggie's best songs then I get
Ready to go into my next project
Laurence Fishburne told me once
That he didn't like 2Pac he
Peter Piper picked a pepper, that was his downfall
I'm down with 'Dre 3000 'cause he got my back y'all
Ball if you want to, but do it with some class G
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
heard
Us play one song
It was the Watts riot song and that's sort of
A R&B type thing
So, he figures, "Oh, topical R&B
Group! Just what we need!", you
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
in heaven if he won't bend his knees
I will slay the Devil in hell if he doesn't grant my needs
God in your heaven, hear what I say
Devin in hell,
know the way to Atlantis?
Or what the wind says when she cries?
I'm speeding by the place that I met you
For the ninety-seventh time tonight
Flashback - A typhoon just beat us
K and I, we are in the eye
The waves retreating
I am fleeing
K was swallowed by the ocean - While I
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
initials in the winner's
Circle: CFO, in seventh place his fourth
Game, he racks up 12, 000
Points second place but when
I congratulate him, he points
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