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What's your last name?
Kingston Say, "My name is Kingston Calloway" My name is Kingston Calloway Say, "I am the son of the soul machine" I am the son of the soul machine Excuse me Mr Green The guests are waiting for the album to start Well, let them wait I'm talking to my son |
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| 2. |
| 1:40 |
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[Chorus]
He's bad, he's Cee-Lo Green But you can just call him the soul machine (repeat 4x) [Cee-Lo] Now I came here for you to love It's computer love I make them cut through the rug when I do the club I can take some mental electric sex Refuting love But Gunplay will be graphic if I do the thug The day to day experience Is the data that I download And then remaster onto a rapture Abracadabra before and after Over and over Losing account of all the dreams that I sold ya But then I gave ya At the speed of light trying to save ya Then I go and now come back a row Whoa And oh I'm technic to God in a fashion but you can just call me Lo Go [Bridge] Whenever you want some soul Start him up Whenever you need some soul Start him up See he's been given the power To take you wherever you want to go Start him up And tell him what you want [Bridge 2] Once you start up the soul machine You will see what I mean Open your eyes and enjoy the dream He can do anything [All] He's bad! |
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| 3. |
| 3:45 |
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(feat. Pharrell)
Hey now here we go let's start the show Supposed to only call me 'Lo But you can call me The Soul Machine Watch ? HEEEEYYYY YYEEAAAA ? See what I mean? Four million flavors of the southern soul flower But the power that you get from the heart of a human being Only the mind is mechanic the dynamic happens When the divine starts to intervene Have mercy if I seem to be heavy I don't mean to be heavy But "Come save me," said this last fiend 'Cause the beginning and the ending and the misassumption Will make 'em move something in between (Bridge) It's like I'm standing on my tippy-toes to touch a star (a star) Trying to catch joy in other's jar And yes by far I'm so much further than they are HEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY (Chorus) Turn the radio on, let the music play If I could I'd dance my life away And if you can't seem to find any words to say Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day When you see me you would know that you saw me Because he always got on his game and his good shoes Difficult to stop creating can't wait But they came to see God then great tell 'em the good news Isn't it ironic how it feels so good? But I was only just singing the blues I wouldn't open my mouth about it at all If I thought that I was only just singing the fool Have mercy if I seem to be heavy I don't mean to be heavy Maybe 'Lo you should lighten up I really would if I could But I really don't think that anybody shell out enough And I really think true wealth is home and happiness and health A little cash and you'll need nothing else And as far as me being good, I can't help myself HEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYY (Chorus) Turn the radio on, let the music play If I could I'd dance my life away And if you can't seem to find any words to say Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day So when you really really need you some soul I mean dead serious damn near bout to die bout some Don't be too proud to turn your radio way up loud Close your eyes and have fun I used to feel like God was gonna call me too soon The reason why I had to have my son And every time I've ever opened my mouth and said something Bout living was to earn my ones Have mercy if I seem to be heavy I don't mean to be heavy Wait I'm almost done And God can truly work a miracle ? Look at me Isn't it obvious that I'm one? And I sing because I'm happy And I sing because I'm free (I'm free) And this my own little thing yes I agree But don't you want your kids to grow up to be just like me? HEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYY (Chorus) Turn the radio on, let the music play If I could I'd dance my life away And if you can't seem to find any words to say Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day Cee-Lo scatting till fade |
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| 4. |
| 3:37 |
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If I could write one song to right all wrongs
I would, if I could But in retrospect a little bad is good, mm-hmm We all need what we want and don't want what we need, mm-mm Life is bittersweet a bitter seed indeed, mm-hmm Well I'm so human it is a goddamn shame... I'm your thing And I make sure that I always keep me some pain- yessir To remind me that I'll survive somehow- oh Lord please don't let nothin steal me away right now- and now Cuz I wanna hut two three four what the hell are you waiting for Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Now hut two three four what the hell are you waiting for Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Just live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Well I've struggled so hard that I survived And it's a miracle that I'm still alive Said stand up, everybody, uh this is your life You gotta get it when you can y'all Havin fun, this is your night We can't forget about the brothers, the sisters, the lovers who ain't here You only got one life y'all and I repeat the point it ain't clear And if it ain't fear then what's stopping you from going Do you not want to be responsible for knowing Cuz ignorance is bliss And ignorance is just so fucking ignorant you may even be ignorant of this And to save somebody's soul is the significance of this I'm good lookin still cookin soul food so make a dish Light a candle for love blow it out and make a wish And I hope I die happy like this Cuz I wanna Hut two three four what the hell are you waiting for Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Now hut two three four what the hell are you waiting for Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Just live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Well I've struggled so hard that I survived And it's a miracle that I'm still alive Well I have struggled so hard yet I survive And a little miracle that I'm still alive |
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| 3:41 | 
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| 6. |
| 4:43 |
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(feat. Jazze Pha & T.I.)
(Intro) Hey! Hey! Yea (oh shit) yea yea yea (I see you girl) (Shorty, you know what you doing) Yea yea yea We gon' start this shit off right We got Suga D-Nice in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right We got Slick Jazzy Pha in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right We got T.I.P. (Bankhead nigga!) in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right And slick be at home is in the house tonight (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one (Verse One: Cee-Lo) See when we ride through, we let them see it from the side view Slow and even so you know no one denied you The parking lot look like these niggaz like to ride too They didn't win but I must admit they tried to Look like we talked up, when we walked up And when we walked in, money talk then The bar was bought then, we couldn't be caught then I see you looking lil' girl, let's go get lost then Every so often out on and off them (I wanna go shit and you know this) Well is there anyone else that you could go with Cool run it back OK, see if she'll play wit Pha (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw-hide! (Verse Two: T.I.) 'Bout ten mo minuets and I'm ready to ride I got ten mo bitches Imma fit up inside This suburban or Excursion or whatever I ride I bet it's chrome on the wire, vogue on the tire T.I.P. refer to me as your majesty or sire Higher then the rest, Italian drop dead fresh So much say what I feel with southern finesse So debonair if he dare bet he got best dressed Full length mink, gator belt gator vest including shoes A ten thousand dollar outfit bitch Yes, dude he dress to impress A bitch enough to make her want to give me her dress Blessed with the gift of gab to get gals Hot enough to hit they pals so get down You looking good enough to come give me a kiss now Get a room at the Swiss big as a beach house (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one (Verse Three: Cee-Lo) You're lookin nice. Hell, let's toast to the broken ice We've seen each other once and already we've spoken twice So stay or at the most a moment longer to hear me say I really did miss you the last time that you went away I'm serious, I must have you, I won't waste your time And have you wishin' that somehow you could replace the time I don't do any magic tricks to try and make the mind I just convinced that the reality is that you have to race the time She said "You a playa ain't you, could have what you want can't you" I replied that I'm also an artist baby I could paint you In the frame and I don't try hard to not be the same So she knew she was gon' come before she came (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw-hide!(Girl did you know that ahh...) (Cee-Lo) It's our privilege, to have had this conversation It's our privilege, and to have had this relation It's our privilege, I been searching all evening For somebody who can and finally sent me the one It's our privilege, to have made you laugh It's our privilege, and to have crossed your path It's our privilege, your the star yes you are Can have your autograph cuz you lookin like the one It's our privilege, to have seen your face It's our privilege, and I bet you taste so good, let's get one thing understood I'll be good yes I would, especially for the one It's our privilege, let have a head-on collision It's our privilege, girl you made the right decision It's our privilege, (laughing) |
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| 3:54 |
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| 8. |
| 3:54 |
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Come on
Chop chop Mmm hmm Yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this Hidey ho Well hello, howdy do, how are you, that's good Who me, still hot, I still got, you got me I'm here, I'm there, cause I'm wrong, cause I'm right I can spit on anything, got plenty game, authentic My pen's sick, forensic, defends it, he wins it Again and a, again and a, again and a, again and a I'm the one, come see, lookey I, and come meet The young Cee, the one treats, everything the sun seek I'm hollering, can't help, I'm hungry I cake rap, bake rap, sack rap, trap rap Same shoes, same shirt, the same work, the same jerk Claim hurt, the game hurt, my name work, it ain't work I'm fast, time fast, I'm first, I'm last Psychic, I knew you would like it, like this I write this, priceless, more then my right wrist Cock back, block track, the beat bleed, speak read Men eat weed, bead seed, I speed read, you need me To give it to you like you want it, I own it when I'm on it Maintain the same thing, nigga rap about the same game None left, shame shame, plain game, insane When I rap things change, me and God, same thing Money's here, money fold, I'm young, my money old Maybe look, cross hanging down to my tummy toes I know it, I'ma stop, I'm tryin, just like lyin Yes I can sing, and I can rap And I can act, and I can dance And I can dress, sign of the best So is my guest, man I'm impressed Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like child's play to me, ah ha Little melody and a little drum All I really need to have a little fun Hush little one, let's get it done Dress like a bum, bust like a gun Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like child's play to me, ah ha (Ludacris) Who the only little nigga that you know with about fifty flows Do about fifty shows in a week but creep on the track with my tippy toes Shhh, shut the fuck up, I'm trying to work Ah forget it, I'm going berserk Cause I stack my change, and I'm back to claim My reign on top, so pack your thangs I rack your brain like crack cocaine My fame won't stop or I'll jack your chain Give it up, ding ding ding, thanks, the price was right That Grey Goose got me loose, but my eyes are tight It's the truth, give me a light like I'm dynamite Alright, alright, we gon ride tonight I'm so dangerous that I gotta bang with this You could be famous or remain nameless Better just drop down to your knees, call upon the lord and pray Better luck next time, cause you wanna open that door today Your hair sorta gray, it's that sorta day Flowing so hard over this track and I got more to say I ain't new to this, I'm so true to this See what you get fucking with Cee-Lo and Ludacris Yes I can sing, and I can rap And I can act, and I can dance And I can dress, sign of the best So is my guest, man I'm impressed Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like child's play to me, ah ha Little melody and a little drum All I really need to have a little fun Hush little one, let's get it done Dress like a bum, bust like a gun Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like child's play to me, ah ha Yes I can sing, and I can rap And I can act, and I can dance And I can dress, sign of the best So is my guest, man I'm impressed Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like child's play to me, ah ha Little melody and a little drum All I really need to have a little fun Hush little one, let's get it done Dress like a bum, bust like a gun Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like child's play to me, ah ha Haha Okay, there you have it little kids Wasn't that fun? Yeah Saturday morning, Cee-Lo Green and my man Ludacris Doing this thing, ATL style This is childz play to us Seriously though I can rap bout any you guys with my tongue tied Ha ha ha Don't make me get serious on your ass You wouldn't like me when I'm serious I could have said anything I want to |
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| 4:17 |
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I am the music... (I am...)
I've yet to define myself as just, one thing. (I am...) Let's just say that I am the actual and factual supernatural... sight and surrounds Signification of conversation Two or more words rhyming in song form or spoken syncupation Heh, the reason the rudery reanimation and realization of life is rhythm I am the heartbeat and the heartache, the here and now I am the purpose, the point... the living proof of a god somewhere The lifeline, lifelike laserbeam, the progression and direction Always will be always was What all comes from and all must return The center of a perfect circle, I am your soul Music of your mind Each feeling causing each function to be in conjunction with the music I am the music... [break] I am the music [beat changes] Let's get started shall we, cause you know it's time gone Every time these niggaz rhyme wrong So uhh, lights, camera, action I'm on I'll have them standing in line to get their mind blown I'm selling soul Rapping and singing and screaming and yelling soul Manufacturing, marketing, pricing, packaging, and e-mailing soul With no rehearsal, this one verse'll whole hearse you Now a commercial, but what I must first do is make my presentation a bit more personal Everything must go - for a small price you can have the heart of me There is no part of me that can't be calculated into a commodity My musings amount to a milestone a million miles above monotony And it'll make you feel so good, it got to be God, it got to be I paint prophecy, you know airbrush atrocity with philosophy And people ask me am I gon' preach one of these days and I just tell 'em "possibly" If you let me, I'll end up being everything probably And obviously it's like any other job would be so you might as well thank God for me But isn't it amazing, how the antenna ain't nothing but a sinner You just can't go and be ordained over dinner Now I can interest an intellectual or A-B-C it for a beginner But yes my seasons still change, and it is almost winter And it give it to you at God-speed, but yet it's gentle And when I rhyme I make reading fundamentals or even black and white My lyric is live and living color, my flow if fluorescent Like scripture highlighted in bright yellow And all this for $9.99, shit that's wonderful And the great thing about it is, if you disagree you're money's refundable But there's always something rewarding, about every Cee-Lo Green recording Cuz even after all your expenses people still aspire affording It's incredible how convincing I can be with a camera pointed at me But really sometimes rapping feel like tapping to make a cracker happy But when the DAT play and the beat get bumping like adolescent acne It's kinda sad but it's showtime, my sentiment exactly So don't get mad, everybody's doing it You know you wouldn't mind a commercial with your own tennis shoe in it Whether you're selling a dream, selling a scheme, or playing a role Like it or not we're selling soul... |
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| 10. |
| 4:11 |
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Cee-Lo green-- All day love affair
MMM hmmmm Yeah the sun is shining. Looking like another wonderful day. Look for my CD collection. Trying to find some good music to play. While I am getting ready to face the world doing what I must do.. no sugar.. Nothing compares to waking up this morning to you. Good morning. Baby how you been? Did you sleep well last night honey? Well, I am off to work again. Listen, I will call u later. Maybe we can get something to eat. How about our favourite restaurant darling where we usually eat? I said.. Ah whoo! MM hmm u sure look mighty fine.. mmmm I can hardly wait for quitting time. Good afternoon baby. Sure missed u while I was gone. But u know I gotta work honey. Hey.. let's just do something later on.. Let a?s go for a walk, nothing gets u in the mood better than a little moonlight. Or we could rent some movies and make it a blockbuster night. Hey.. Does that sound interesting baby. Sound like an idea? Hmm hmm I would gladly walk u home but u already here.. Good night baby. I spent the whole day with my friends.. Hopefully God will wake me up baby to see u in the morning OO child Ohh. because you are every everything everything everything to me.. Yeah girl. I need ur love each and every day.. Hmm child.. MMMM hmmmmm good night baby.. |
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| 11. |
| 4:12 |
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(feat. Chazzie & Sir Cognac the Conversation)
And now, the night time... (Cee-Lo) Late in the evening there is the thieving and the trickin and the trappin and they ain't actin We make it happen We'll get the guns on anyones and get to clappin' Even for rappin' Does it surprise ya? We'll readjust and reconcile and recognize up -that I'm a writer Oh yes I write up Now open wide and let me put the night inside ya This is music usually confused with major motion picture No one is stricter about it being status for scripture No put on your gut is goin', you're wearin' what don't fit ya You better run little one, cause the rhythm's gonna getcha And when it hits ya, it usually hits somebody with ya Make 'em risk a total eclipse of sun to get richer Baby, a little time and something fine that'll fix ya With shield love you forgot to remember to miss the - (??) The nightlife ? the dark side of the city Gon' be on 24 inches, and be defenseless The nightlife ? the dark side of my heart Where no one really knows you, and no one supposed you The nightlife ? the dark side of my soul Where if somebody crossed you, kill 'em up off you! The nightlife ? the dark side of the moon Where the sun is scared to come (give me some) ha! (chorus) Take me where the darkness is still beautiful! OOOoohhh...wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna know, wanna go, wanna go Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna know, wanna go, wanna go Give me the night! The night is gonna getcha ahh it's gonna getcha The night is gonna getcha ahhh its gonna getcha Give me the night! The night is gonna getcha ahh it's gonna getcha The night is gonna getcha ahhh its gonna getcha Give me the night! The night is gonna getcha ahhh it's gonna getcha The night is gonna getcha Hey its gonna getcha Give me the night! The night is gonna getcha ahhh it's gonna getcha (Chazzie) I'll be your lady Farewell the friend I'll be honest And I'll pretend I'll act like I love ya aaauhhaaaaohoh I'll act like I love ya aaauhhaaaaohohhhhh! (give me some now) Take me where the darkness is still beautiful! (Cee-Lo) I've been runnin' since rock box I've cocked locks and locked blocks and rocked rocks and dropped tops The obviously odd, five foot six inch guard In the flesh I've been the best I'll get in your chest and in the mess In your vest and out your back without even getting out the 'llac I lied about how I really handled that situation about the AK I'll hit back If your lead was the only collateral you got I'll get back Now get flat Say a prayer cause shorty want this shit back Sit back, this chit-chat is pitch black But you can still see what I'm sayin' And heavy is how I weigh in Niggaz love singin' sad songs about how bad they want to stay in Either hold out on basketball playin or make use of some yay' then Whooooowhooo Lord shooo feel good to me I promise, I promise Not to ever, ever leave this night life alone This me me too (yup) This me and me three (chorus) |
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| 4:40 |
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| 5:21 |
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Brother, you've been on my mind
brother, you've changed over time. Awww brother I'm keepin' my eye on you. You think that I don't know...Nothin, but singin the blues. Brother have i got news you, I'm something and you know that I'm something too. |
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| 3:43 |
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Hey, hey, hey... hey...
Hey, hey, hey... heeey... [Chorus:] Ooh ask me my nigga The only one there that'll be my nigga And I'm gon' finally be free my nigga But you don't have to follow me my nigga Oh yeah it's still love my nigga And I ain't gon' stop just because my nigga ?Daddy Paxson? always does my nigga And always remember what it was my nigga La da da da... la dadadadada... [x4] [Verse 1:] When we were friends, the days would begin and end Went from boys to men, we boys 'til then We know each other real, we know each other rules And we wore each other's clothes and each other's shoes But in an instance, the days become distance Your path doesn't go in the same direction his went And can't help but be scared Of the virtually unknown up ahead (I heard what you said) But I'll be fine Whether it is favor or failure, it must be mine Well he can stand still, if that's how that man feel Cuz what can't can't and whatever can will So I'm walking toward my future with my back to it Hoping you look up and see me as a reason to do it When you get grown it's a given You damn near gotta do the same thing for a living [Chorus] [Verse 2:] And my cousin I love him like a son cause I was him And he think his thuggin' pleases me but it doesn't How could I applause it when I had caused it But if it's God's plan for him, I guess I ain't cost shit For what I gave him - wasn't so bad I couldn't save him Either they'll enslave him or a gun'll grave him I still believe in him but he think I'm leavin him When I be busy he think I'm bob-n-weavin him I probably sound like his daddy But over the phone, cause I ain't around - like his daddy When we talk I wanna hear you be productive Conversate for hours 'bout something constructive But it never come up With all them niggaz round your neck you ain't gon' never come up Maybe I'm jealous cause you love them more Can't understand what you love them for Don't get me wrong you know I love them too But you know who I always hold above them, you And it ain't nobody business I'll just make believe that music can miraculously mend this So I'll be a sound And then you do your thing to it and we mix it down And make a song my nigga, cause even when I'm away I'll always be around [Chorus] |
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| 5:03 |
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(Cee-Lo)
Peace How y'all feel out there That's cool Alright You know, sometimes I wanna rap Sometimes I wanna sing, you know what I mean Sometimes all it calls for is a nice mellow groove Hit of rimshot, you know Just get, you know, get you open But I wanna do a piece for y'all tonight, it's called sometimes Alright, so check it out Sometimes a stranger can be your best friend Sometimes being angry is the best mood Sometimes seeing you feel good makes me feel even better Sometimes hunger is the best food Sometimes good just ain't good enough And other times evil will get you even Sometimes faith is not knowing any better Sometimes nothing is what you believe in Woah Sometimes I don't even have a hook Sometimes you fail trying And sometimes happiness hurts worse Sometimes people live dying Sometimes it's the last person that makes you first Sometimes you'll keep what you don't want And other times you'll give away what you really need Sometimes a rich man won't have a dollar And all a poor man has is greed Woah Sometimes Sometimes I just wanna listen Sounds good to me Yeah Ay yo Lock, put them strings right here Sometimes I don't think people know I'm as good as I really am Now my recitings are writing over rhythm's Regularly reinacts facts of my existance So what proof of my expertise, many emcees know of me Using unrequested serious infested poetry To prevoke what persistance For instance, I don't let the T.V. screen come in between my daily routine At a spot where me and my boy went Someone interrupted our enjoyment What do you know, an out of work emcee looking for employment But I'm still curteous with my greeting, brother I'm eating And his style sounded similar to someone elses So evidently he's been cheating But I couldn't question the destiny in which we meet So, you guessed it, I suggested that he just have a seat And then I explained to him that I remained in the mean time Mastering mysterious methods of writing Finding my piece of mind with soft music and moonlighting Then supernaturaly I forsee the beginning stages And then eventually pages get filled completely You see, I dive into the depths of my soul Seeking to explore the hidden treasure of a pure literature While these others are unsure Being that the deepness makes them doubtful Deliberatly delaying Saying they'll settle for whatever washes toward the shore Delirous from dilusion My feelings were no more direct so the conclusion is seclusion Because mixed belief create confusion To remain plain and simplistic, realistic Accurate, articulate and absolutely artistic Uninhibited, unadulterated, unstoppable Unfuckwittable and unforgettable But since I've been granted the power of choice Let God bet the voice he is So all the credibility is his So let these be words of wisdom and in the same breath be warning Son I shine like Sunday morning Woah Sometimes See you next time |
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| 3:54 |
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| 4:04 |
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(Chorus)
See there's no way and there's no how I'd ever stop now, Imma die tryin', I'mma die trying And sometimes I get weak from walking the road I'm on But I'mma keep on. I'mma die tryin', I'mma die tryin' (mmm..) Before we came being southern wasn't something to claim In fact wasn't something to fly it was something to blame Smilin and shuckin and jivin I was so ashamed They gave the dirty an apparently appropriate name I wrote about a revolution and sung from the soul Spoke with my spirit and mind my ambition was blind Answering the call of god like a child obeying Preaching the very same power they killed martin for saying But you can't break the mold in by holding your breath Thought if I died for ya, that would be an honourable death So sincere my eyes begin to swell up in tear And it's clear my music may not do well up in here Oh my god being a nigger must be a good payin job With all the fringe benefits, ignorance is bliss There is a time and a place for everybody's taste But I know too much and I owe too much (Chorus) So here it is, an invitation to an open book A painful past my heart is still broken look I know you don't hate me it's not assured they anyone appreciate me See i've been having a hard time selling my album's lately In recent news the source couldnt find any microphones to rate me Using words I could scream an alternative to equate me Which is true I'm in a box with a view would you still wanna date me? I could be a pretty good thug but it wouldnt compare to a great me The final cross to bear is mine it's not a cross to share But isn't it ironic I still woulda bought a cross to wear That obviously cost to wear but considerably less than the price that it costs to care Now I have another loss to spare I dare em say that I can't win Even though I know talking intelligent just ain't in You most likely to go broke when you just can't bend So me and JJ both gon' have to pay bills (Chorus) Listen People still standin in line at the World Party for some Soul Food To get put back in that old mood They say we like the new 'Lo and we respect everything that you trying to do 'Lo Do what you do but just do more that you know It's a catch 22 and I couldn't cry Now I'm under oath with them both and I couldn't lie Cussed 'em said that I'm too dope and I coudln't fly But you getting rich talkin shit so why shouldn't I I'm just playing but I guess that couldn't go without saying I'm just gon ride this revolution until they stop me where I'm stayin But I ain't gotta lie to ya to make it sound fly to ya I keep my feet on the ground and bring the sky to ya (Chorus) |
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