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Kumba Yo!

Guano Apes

Best of Guano Apes: Basic Version

2005

Kumba ya, my Lord, kumba ya
Kumba ya, my Lord, kumba ya
Hey Jesus, white Inka
Kumba ya, my Lord
Kumba ya, hey
Oh Lord, kumba ya

Go tell it

that's why I try hard to get high

That's what I'm told by Meredith, she my therapist
She said it's common narrative for kids growing up parentless
But I

flows that I would speak and it gave me joy
Came across Cole, Dizzy and the Bobby Boy
Everywhere I go now, baby I'm the choice
Lemme bring you right back

call but I'm a man about my shit
Gave a fuck if they didn't call I look
My kids in they eyes and it set the fuckin
Fire bitch beast mode fuck with them

Cold Blooded

J-Dawg

Dawg House

1997

application needed, he was recommended by friends
Let him go soon as they found he did some time in the pen
Now time and again, payin' for what he did in

can't find the words to say it
So I put it in a song
Small-town kid, but a Hollywood boy
Tryna find himself, tryna find his voice
Never 'til now did he

about it, looking for it, sex by yourself, sex with a partner, sex with multiple partners... No more summer nights that seem to go on forever... Roller

bitch
Show you how the kid get down on this
956 repping Flossing and Flexing
Tell me lil homie who stepping like this
Who go hard in my city like this

tell y'all niggas how you're moving
Click bait-able kicking in like an edible
Y'all clowns and this circus shit unacceptable
it's terrible y'all stay

Play That Funky Music

Hit Crew

DJ When Music Was Real 70's

2006

hear you 

You're weakenin' fast, YO! and I can tell it 
Your body's gettin' hot, so, so I can smell it 
So don't be mad and don't be sad 
'Cause

this talk is just for show, so please don't tell
Lock in your seat-a belt
It's about to get bumpy like a beaten welt
I hope R-E-S-P-E-C-T is what Aretha

our kids,  feed them back to the system 
I know that is the truth, cause the faucet's been drippin
Say that we don't judge em by the thickness of their

sake that salvation yeah You find it
Wisdom and truth
I hope you bind it
And sometimes I think about time Wondering where did it go
Their right when they

At the lobby she waited to be called
By the doctor
A quick nap during the wait
Saved this guy who's rapping

I'mma black you out on
How it happened
But

Told bro nem' if we crashed out
We surviving the accident
Finessed her out the head
Like she got braided by the cfricans
Jack got the hard for the low

Real Enemy

Only Crime

Thrasher Mag: Skate Rock, Vol. 12: Eat the Flag

to keep gazing backward
And never never look ahead
A pitchfork of a destination
Submerged in a sea of red

These nightmares never go away
Still bound by

Give back to my people shit
And I'm bout it if you bout it we gon' run it up
Tryna hold titles and deeds so I can leave my kids sum
And to make sure my

up my head
I let my feelings go, I ain't keeping 'em in.
I know she don't love me so I tell her no need to pretend,
I only had myself nobody there when

niggas call, I say they tear it up
And when we come through shootin', bitch, you better move

Cause it's hectic, we ain't playin' by the rules
Fuckin'

got no bank den 
Better make a change quick 
Speaking in my language 
Hoping that it make sense 
Elevate and stay lit 
Hella faded wasted 
Tell a hater

a tent, bitch
You're in a cot, and you're left to rot
I smell your blood through the vents, bitch
Your corpse is just lying there, I can tell by the scent

Girl we can go where you like, for the night, I swear 
You wear that shit I like, then I might, just stare 
A nigga sneak in through the back, in

high I get, this ain't fly by shit
Too divine am I, for them to define my shit
I'll save you time mother fucker
It's described like this
Beast mode,

back (time back)
But you ‘gon never understand
Until your kids get raised by another man 
Enjoy your hot boy summer 
Bye, now it’s winter 
I’m feeling