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Lately I've been in a life like limbo
Looking out of a smudged up window We're not sure where our lives are going Friends, it's summer outside but yet we're snowed in Don't know where our next dollar's coming from Living the life of a poor musician Headliner's strong so he keeps his 9 to 5 Cutting brothers' hair as a means of staying alive If it wasn't for the rhythm I think we would have given up by now This system has gotten the best of me Now I pray for God to invest in me My dignity, invest his glory Give me the strength so I can finish the story Keep on searching for the right way to go out 'Cause going out is what it's all about huh! You can't be passive, gotta be active Can't go with what looks attractive Gotta learn all I can while I'm able Headliner expresses his feeling on those turntables When we get our chance To make a good living of the music we program We don't sell out just to be sold out Brothers and sisters, do you know what I'm yapping about? 'Cause if they take away our contract We still got talent and we still got contacts 'Cuase we're worked real hard to get this far We're catching the bus before we bought the car Ya see ! Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day Teach him how to fish and he'll eat forever Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day Teach him how to fish and he'll eat forever Got to get political Political I gotta get Grown but can't hold my own So this government needs to be overthrown Brothers with the AKs and the 9 MMs need to learn how to correctly shoot'em Save those rounds for a revolution Poor whites and blacks bumrushing the system But I tell you: Ain't no room for gangstaz 'Cause ganstaz do dirty work and get pimped by mobsters Some fat Italian eating pasta 'n lobster Brothers getting jailed and mobsters own the coppers So you you want out of the ghetto First the political prisoners must be let go And you must let go of your power master You'll never get out without much discipline Raise your fist but also raise your children So when you die the movement moves on 'Cause with revolution, ain't no future in front o' y'all haha! Direct your anger, love Nothing's ever built on hate, instead love Love your life, tackle the government The spooks that break down the door are heaven sent and my phrase went... Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day Teach him how to fish and he'll eat forever Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day Teach him how to fish and he'll eat forever Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day Teach him how to fish and he'll eat forever Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day Teach him how to fish and he'll eat forever Alright Rhythm makes you move your body, rhythm makes you move your mind move Rhythm makes your elbows groove, rhythm makes that behind move Rhythm makes the people move, rhythm makes you want to move Rhythm makes your mind soothe, you know next stop is Jerusalem |
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(Speech)
Aww yeah... What I like the brothers and sisters In the audience to do right about now Including y'all in the back I want you to snap your fingers like this...C'mon...C'mon... Aww, c'mon, I know y'all got rhythm Everybody snap your fingers like this, every single soul, c'mon... Aww, what's going on right about here is center staggge It's about a brotha...it's what a brotha does when he's gettin' ready for a date, ha ha, yeah My mom likes to call it "The Gettin'" She calls it "The Gettin'" because the brotha's gettin' SLICK Gettin' ready, gettin' snazzy Gettin' prepared for a dinner, and gettin' prepared for an even mo' betta dessert You understand what I'm talking about? I think this sista and brotha know what I'm talking about, check this out (Singers sing in background) Gettin' jazzy, Gettin' snazzy But you probally ain't gettin' it on (Speech overlaps while singers sing) Aw yeah, Brotha Man, Brotha Man, Brotha Man thinks he's gonna knock boots tonight You know what I'm talkin' about? I think Brotha Man think he's gonna do "The Nasty" tonight, alright? I think Brotha Man is gonna umm....hit the skins tonight, if you know what I'm talking about "I said, yo baby, yo baby, yo baby, YO! UH!" Yeah.. Ah, but the sistas ain't down with that type of stuff no mo', you see? They decided, "Yo! We ain't gotta have materialism type of stuff We want somethin' mo' than that" AM I RIGHT SISTAS? (*women cheers*) Ahh yeah! So you know um...Brotha Man is wearing the most expensive clothes and those expensive watch and the most expensive Calvin Klein jeans and all those type of thang But the sistas don't give a dang because a sista's got her own thang goin' on She wants a real man, know what I'm talkin' about, yeah! Well, I tried to tell the brotha I said, "Brotha Man, sistas don't want that type of thang in the Black community anymore We lookin' for somethin' a little bit deeper.. (Speech joins singers) Gettin' jazzy, Gettin' snazzy But you probally ain't gettin' it on (cheers) And all the brotha had to really do was to be upset... |
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Choice...
You know I'm saying... Can this last with two beautiful women... but at the same time, you know, every man has this ideal image of loving just one I'm checking you out, you're all alone No one is clocking you, but I'm scoping you Staring right thru you, staring into you Your beauty is endless and I'm hoping to explore Brothers may say you're ugly but I disagree But in a way that's fine with me 'Cause I want to travel with you Travel in your mind 'cause you seem like a virgin Free as the wind blows, tall as a tree grows Wild like nature, yet calm as a field Hair is natural, lips are natural Face wins first place, you appeal to me, girl Let me ask you for some time For us to unwind together et cetera I have nothing but pure intentions Everything we'll be will be natural Natural Natural I'd like to hold your waist as we chase The wind down the shores of a southern ocean Rub my fingers through your hair Slowly rub and caress your forehead and bare our problems, as we lay on the bed called Earth Holding hands 'till we touch each and every finger As the ocean water wets us both In the center of the crossroads Spiritual bonds are connected...what...an erection Well...Let's drive to the city And walk among the lights of the city streets You're making me weak and it's scary 'Cause you've played no games All you've been is very natural That's why I'm scared to fall in love with you 'Cause girl you so natural Natural Natural Oh yeah I wanna be natural I wanna be natural I wanna be sleeping in you I wanna be inside you I wanna be sleeping deep in you I wanna be sleeping deep in you I wanna be in you I wanna be in you Natural Natural Love your lips Love the way you do the things you do Natural Your lips |
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This is Headliner from Arrested Development
And I come here tonight to give thanks to ithe rain, so brothers and sisters please put down your umbrellas, you won't be needing those today... Look to the clouds with the most rain coming from it, for without the rain there's no me and there's no you... I said a drip-drop, a drip-drop, drip-drop Viva bum bum bum drip-drop Let it rain, let it rain, let God's water feed me The water of life, mentally rinsing me Physically drenching me Most are frowning upon your arrival But I need you for survival And when you fall on my community I run outside to properly greet you Let it rain, take my pain, I'm glad to meet you Fill my eyes with a colorful rainbow Every drop that hits me, fills me With an unmeasurable amount of security Knowing my God acknowledges me As if each drop of rain is aimed toward me My Lord: Thanks for life (Thanks for my rain) My Lord: Thanks for life (Thanks for my rain) It's raining revolution It's raining solutions It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution I struttle strut thru the ghetto The rain this time I feel is mental The goal of this rain I feel is spiritual Saw thru the eyes of the inflicted people Their eyes are hard as a million tombstones Marked with the names of the millions of kin thrown To the dust that gave them their colored skin Fade to black is the scene they're embalmed in The rain many nights have witnessed her Receiving the sperm of a brother into a sister And blessed that life to guaranteed existence A conscious baby for a black resistance I feel the rain enhances the revolution And reminds us of a spiritual solution And reminds us of an unnatural supernatural solu-lu-lu-lution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution It's raining revolution Lost between reality and psychology 1990's mentality is described by the honorable thruth message which is 'True Knowledge Is So Priceless' which is so true... Rain, rain, stay here ! Wow ! Love that power ! Brothers and sisters -haha- Raise your hands up high and let me see the colors of your beautiful skin Now the ceremony begins Lord, let thet heavenly rains cleanse Run into your nearest rainbow To grab, hold, to ride on Each color, learn it ! The importance of each color...oh yeah Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain haha yes oh yeah |
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Brand new mama, I understand
It's hard as hell being a young mother and you need support your conscious told you not to abort So to your child you're a hero of some sort But, hey, the worst is over You're ready to do this I got faith and your baby renewed this Faith that everything will be fine Now an adult, no more youth time (Anytime you need help sister) We'll be there just give us a ring We will help you raise that king Word to the mother cause it's a black thing I respect you in a strong way (word) Super late nights cause your baby slept all day But mama don't sleep, your life's a turning page Mama's always on stage Mama's always on stage Mama's always on stage Mama's always on stage Hey, let me guess, you're bored Wanna get loose, attack the dance floor Cool, I'll hold her, you have a good time I'll keep your baby awake so baby sleeps after nine This is reality, we need to turn our minds Brothers talking revolution but leave their babies behind Well sister, he's a sucker, just leave'em be The revolution is now up to brothers like me To step in cause your man stepped out (The goal:) To raise the children, no doubt So let's go to it and possibly Bring a generation of nat's in the future, see I respect you in a strong way (word) Super late nights cause your baby slept all day But mama don't sleep, your life's a turning page Mama's always on stage Keep up your strength now cause we must grow somehow Baby, Mama is always on stage Mama's always on stage Mama's always on stage Mama's always on stage Here we go Can't be a revolution without women Can't be a revolution without children I improved throughout my life all of this just to soothe a wife Brothers wear your black clothes Talk your five percent talk Words of wisdom should be ways of wisdom That's exactly how you must walk Life's too short, your mission's too dire Nurture another mind before yours expires Pass it on, push it along Like the brother said it in that one song We respect you all the way Late, late nights cause your baby slept all day but mama's got to stay strong, carry it on Hey, mama's on stage On stage, Mama's always on stage Mama's always on stage Mama's always on stage Here we go Ow |
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Lonely, Lonely, Oh Woe Is Me
Oh Owe is me I say The complex cycle i go through almost everyday To my dismay, I imagine being in this set Me holdin' the 21st letter in the alphabet All my life I've been searchin' as if it's my obligation To find who? You but my patience grows thin Cuz U is just a letter surrounded by a better image Of a sister who's new but overdue for marriage Marriage takes disipline A problem that exist within' The American culture I resist against But I must recall and I trust that all I've learned thru life is givin' way to a wife y'all cuz I want, not need a companion to feed the knowledge I read and the lovin' I've received Through moms and my palms read a long life So hey I pray for the day I have a strong wife Or a strong son or daughter or strong both Give them a foundation of values I think I'll make a great coach for them And warn 'em of sin and maybe by then they can nip it in the bud Before it begins So hey, if you're listening and yo wishin For a U like me that you have in store Maybe I could be the U for U And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too I know you're there I just haven't found U yet Gonna getcha five cent I'll bet If I lose it's five cents, if I win it's five decades or more Of a life with a new wife an 2 or 3 kids My parents want grandkids wit big heads like mine Runnin' and jumpin' on the bed with my brownish eyes There's sort of a pressure to be married and chilled With terry gone emotional gaps need to be filled So I'm sort of searchin' but only in my spare time Most of the time I'm busy workin' on a beat or rhyme I don't want a sex partner, a female friend or buddy To be played with like silly puddy I want to be played with like clay on a spindle Wet it, mold it, bend it, hard it, never dwindle That's called longevity, different than what U read and see On TV So hey if yo listenin' and your wishin' for a U like me That U have in store maybe I could be the U for U And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too ??? (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too (Baby) I could be the U for U (Baby) And U could be the U for me too |
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Here, have a dollar,
In fact, no brother-man here, have two Two dollars means a snack for me But it means a big deal to you "Be strong, serve God only, know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits" That's the poem I wrote for the first time I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate Mr. Wendal, that's his name No one ever knew his name cause he's a no one Never thought twice about spending on a ol' bum, until I had the chance to really get to know one Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes And to think blacks spend all that money on big colleges Still most of y'all come out confused Go ahead, Mr. Wendal Go ahead, Mr. Wendal Mr. Wendal has freedom A free that you and I think is dumb Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society For Mr. Wendal's a bum His only worries are sickness And an occasional harassment by the police and their chase Uncivilized we call him, but I just saw him Eat off the food we waste Civilization, are we really civilized, yes or no? Who are we to judge? When thousands of innocent men could be brutally enslaved Or killed over a racist grudge Mr. Wendal has tried to warn us about our ways But we don't hear him talk Is it his fault when we've gone too far And we got too far, 'cause on him we walk Mr.Wendal, a man, a human in flesh, But not by law I feed you dignity to stand with pride Realize that all in all you stand tall Go ahead, Mr. Wendal Mr. Wendal, yeah Mr. Wendal, yeah Mr. Wendal, go ahead Mr.Wendal Lord, Mr.Wendal |
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See I was resting at the park minding my own
business as I kick up the treble tone on my radio tape player box, right just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see ? Outta nowhere comes the woman I'm dating investigation maybe she was demonstrating But nevertheless I was pleased My day was going great and my soul was at ease until a group of brothers started bugging out drinking the 40 oz, going the nigga route Disrespecting my black queen holding their crotches and being obscene At first I ignored them cause see I know their type They got drunk and got guns and they wanna fight and they see a young couple having a time that's good and their egos wanna test a brother's manhood So they came to test Speech cause of my hair-do and the loud bright colors that I wear Boo ! I was a target cause I'm a fashion misfit and the outfit that I'm wearing brothers dissing it Well I stay calm and pray the niggaz leave me be but they're squeezing parts of my date's anatomy Why, Lord, do brothers have to drill me ? Cause if I start to hit this man they'll have to kill me I am everyday people (2x) I told the niggaz please let us pass, friend I said please cause I don't like killing Africans but he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube but I had to take the brother out for being rude and like I said before I was mad by then It took three or four cops to pull me off of him But that's the story y'all of a black man acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African |
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