Lyrics:
grind go wit yo move
A 100 in his car like chamberlain when I shoot
Goat gang we off the chain No brain fuck a roof
Yo name don't rang you then lamest
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
lock.
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
I sip on purple barre,
ride around town in my candy car,
diamonds shine like a star.
I love to grip that wood grain,
YANKEE GO HOME
RECORDED BY WYNN STEWART AND JAN HOWARD
Writer Harlan Howard
(Jan) Yankee go home, you'll never love me
I know you're just
Got to keep circling back remembering Jones
Screaming it with bloodshot eyes they are spraying us with barium
They're murdering us to our face
up
Bih, say, JONE$, what's the ticket? I say, cost too much
Bih, say, JONE$, what you do? I don't do too much
Bih, say, JONE$, what you, I'm like,
to know
I'm fighting fascist hatred in the states
Invasion from the racists, a disgrace
I couldn't there and she was married
Dude you must get a lot
While civil rights workers were beaten, they just stood by
3 civil rights workers, 2 black and 1 white
Arrested in Philadelphia, Mississippi one night
guns
Listen for the cry out
I go hard every day for my Sisters and Brothers
Dream of days where they won’t hate us for our skin color
This is
That the public will never see
Just like that at liberal camp
When I drank John Howard’s wee
Scomo Loves Donald
There ain’t no doubt about that
Scomo
shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is
on the
Barbwire
Why I write it like that?
Cause it must be
My Essence is Rare
My BACKYARD funky
We got a JUNKYARD band
We GO GO like dat
You can't mute DC!
We don't
I was Reading Howard Zinn
Go read Howard Zinn
One day I fell asleep with my headphones on
Playing Miles Davis I was
Feeling kind of Blue
Spiritual
funk on a Friday on my malware
In the highway, takes MC's by the driveway
Driveway
Slow ill flow, so you know, head to toe
Ill bend flows when I go
From
blast kids. stay dark like Howard's glasses
I'm "Stern!" plus I rule with an iron fist
With no concern, it's so cruel, where did I learn this?
It's in my
to go out
So I'ma run this shit up just for Jones now, yeah
I'ma run this shit up for my bros now, yeah
For my bros now, yeah
You better love me
yourself we go wound ya kill ya by yourself
You must to wound ya kill ya by yourself now we go wound ya kill ya by yourself
I say say wound ya kill ya by
'm hit"!!!
I'm just playin, I clear the croud out
Like a peppa can sprayin
I throw lightin out the arms raiden
Go guard your pray
Next year I do nothin
it up
When I go down, never I give up
Yow me get up, yow set back, mi step back
Mi shoot dat like Curry, yow you know
When ah set it and ah flow it,
Casey Jones was a brave engineer
He told his fireman to not to fear
Says, "All I want, my water and my coal
Look out the window, see me drive
willing to put in extra effort
I must be willing to take calculated risks
I must be willing to let go of what's not working
I must be willing to be
people think it's a shame
As soon as they mention my name
They go back to being the same
I did everything that I want (uh)
I still don't really care
gone
Tearing down the 'jects creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God
Wooo wooo! [in background]
Yessur! aha
New Skateboard P
Hey!
Let's go get 'em
Uh-huh
Yo, hola
[Verse 1]
Mearle maire, club muchacho
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