Lyrics:
/ it's seems am cultivated by the blessing's I confess/ well after all this stressing keep yah essence in the power in the people we address /don't
yourself a mess
You have to brave all the storms and grab the bull by it's horns
Go tell the world that you're a wreck
Don't try to tell me what to do
Don't
the prose was profound
Do it for the strong, we do it for the meek
Boom it in your boom it in your boom it in your Jeep
Or your Honda or your Beemer
Anyways, this song was written by our friend Glen Shirley
Um, hope we do your song justice Glen, we're going to do our best
Inside the walls of prison my
happy baby, over and over again
I'm waitin' for the phone call, but it just don't ring
I'm lookin' for a letter or a sign from heaven or anything
They patiently waited for Chxsen to step on the scene
Now they see that I'm coming in clutch
I took a hold of my destiny, I grabbed the bull by the horns
I'm in deep
Might as well do it again
Life is short, never complain
You could be hit by a truck, fall under a train
Enjoying yourself is the name
the horn again
How, oh how, do I wake from this stun?
Even if I cannot now
In my dreams, I can
I heard a car door slam outside, my friends had arrived
It's
of the shroom and gas, double the high
Bro walkin down, he ain't doin drive-bys
He got the toaster, it leave that boy baking
Came with a switch and leave my arm
across the land
That's what you do
What you do, mister
A workin man
You drive a wagon for a livin
Arrive on time
Cos that's important when deliverin'
believe you oughta be a-bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that the PTA was
don't believe you ought to be bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that
Tape decks - old cassette tapes of my moms
Nah, Shannan wasn't in it; Shirley knew me all along
I ain't never seeing her again; I'm too far gone
Branden, it's Shirley, I was, uh, sitting here thinking about you
So, call me if you, uh, uh, need any changes, please Thank you, love you
Damn, can't
broomstick
Don't look in scorn
Grab hold of these Aires' horns
Join my hellbent covenant
Death Wish'n
Tears shrivel up
As little monsters do do best
Imma dark
La la la la la
Imma get it like this nigga
Yo, I got the green, Don Juan
I'm in the hood, blow the horn, bom-bom
This pimpin' ain't for free,
karma is a bitch
And it will bite you in the ass
Man, I'm tired
A nigga tired of what
It's niggas that want to be in your shoes
So think what they'll do
and scoop you feminine
Vibration, we penetratin' your skeleton
Reanimation we bringin' it back again
Son of a bitch, they wanna take what I made from
many can manage
So a brother like me, I do damage
Just by picking up the mic to go solo
I cold turn a party on out, and oh yo
I get physical,
So a brother like me, I do damage
Just by picking up the mic to go solo
I cold turn a party on out, and oh yo
I get physical, mystical, very
hands
And be aware of these dangerous
Plentiful lands
That we exist within and combat the Sheitan
But do it all with Tribe
Because Tribe is the bomb
We
Little demon girl
Little demon girl
Little demon girl
Horns and batwings
She's my little demon girl
Pretty bad thing
Sorry y'all I seent her first
don't believe you ought to be bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that
Pete
We don't have much in common, now just admit it
I don't have time to get into all the specifics nigga
I've done dirt but don't make me do 'em dirty
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