Lyrics:
You've got to be taught
To hate and fear,
You've got to be taught
From year to year,
It's got to be drummed
In your dear little ear
You've got to be
easy steps
I'll show you how leadership looks when taught by the best
How to hate women when you're supposed to be a feminist
How to play
easy steps
I'll show you how leadership looks when taught by the best
How to hate women when you're supposed to be a feminist
How to play
Roy taught me how to play baseball and do the foxtrot on the harp
Taught me how to swim and fish and tell the difference between bass and carp
Taught
has taught me a thing or two
It's over now I'll never be over you
Heartbreak has taught me a thing or two
It's also taught me that I'll never be over
(I'm working on dying)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Me, you in a straight, that sound like a love story
Stress you, I didn't mean to
Taught you never leave
Life is a demonstrated dream, a work of art
It can be as real as our beliefs, forget what you're taught
Kill the machine and free from the flock
And the fear is growing larger
But I know, ooh I know
You taught me that I would grow old
You taught me that my heart would grow old, old, old
You taught me
Conflict, confusion, distrust...
Conflict confusion distrust
You taught me right
You taught me wrong
You taught me to always be strong
You
Momma did the Hully Gully now she's got a mop
Now Momma taught the baby gonna do the slop
Well she's just taught the baby how to do the slop
My
to children all day.
Michael taught me a song he had written.
I taught Michael the song Anna Mae.
Which reminded him of his people.
Anishinaabe, Michael gives
for that
They stupid if they blitz
We got sticks for that
I was taught to keep it active, well
I did that
Catch a nigga lackin', put his shit back
Body
love taught me
Who was, who was, who was the boss
(Taught me who was, who was the boss)
I'd defy anyone
Who claimed that
I didn't control
There is nothing more that I can give (time to say goodbye, it’s okay to cry)
I’m done wasting time
I’m done
I’m done
Because
Mumma taught me not
nigga (Look!)
Let 'em (Look!) know your (Look!) background!
Let 'em know how you've been for a while
All I was taught was murder murder
Kill
We meet and it begins
The sound of violins
The song of birds high on the wing
You taught my heart to sing
Why does this heart of mine
Feel
hol up, yea,
Hook:
girl relax,
girl i promise i aint nothing like your past
know my momma taught me better than that
know my momma taught me
and cruel streets
I never thought I would see
Never see more than the cards that were dealt
When it all was a dream
Hoops taught me how to dream
The group
to break you down
"Never be something"
We're taught to be ordinary
"You won't be anything"
They always try to break you down
"Never be something"
We're
what I really mean)
Is not enough time with me
In all the ways
he taught me to be hard
I hope I taught him to be soft
The only reason I am found
Is
He was taught to get the pack off
It depends how you punt it
You was taught how to walk the streets
I was born knowing how to run it
Came a long way
I was always taught to mind my own business
Keep it Pimpin'
Yo burdens ain't for me to bear
I was always taught to keep that fire wit meh
I keep it
remains in my mind
Booze can't do much to get you off my thoughts, my love.
You taught me how to drink
You taught me how to cry
Oh please help me to forget
I kissed my teacher
Teacher teached my
Now we will live
Together in my dreams
I kissed my teacher
Teacher teached my
Now we will live
Together in my
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