Lyrics:
She would meet me in the morning on my way down to the river
Waitin' patient by the Chinaberry tree
With her feet already dusty from the pathway
Touch my hand
It's only me, listen
I'm here.
Come to stand
In sultry fields
With you.
And now
Old dummy day
I know
Is over this way.
to borrow 10 bucks from my old man uh-huh
It ain't no big thing
I Went to a party last Saturday night
I told you that story
It'll be alright.
Uh-huh
Walking down the street kicking up the leaves
Like a latter day Snoopy and Woodstock
Man when you sit there I could almost hear Guaraldi playing in
and place my life had mattered most
C F C
I'd a had old Pontius Pilate operating at a loss
C
not thou who thou art!
An old man who's been born in a cradle of wood
of a tree that at least a hundred years stood,
cut by a boy who at heart was still
body to hold)
Would you still want to grow old with me
And be by my side
Or am I doomed to spend a century
Locked inside a memory, of you
It's all
You've got it all figured out, yeah you've got a plan
To get us out of here and wash my hands clean of the tax man
You've got it all set up like
She charmed me with her voice, soft as the night
A crystalline sound carried along by the wind by a man who starved
Queen of beauty and sensual delight
(Because all of You live by the rules…like sheeps in a herd)
In the name of Mind
Open your heart to my words!
In the name of Honour
Shake off the veil
When the sun is almost out of view
I see the old man climbing to his roof
Leans against the sky into the painted distance
Tries to hear it every
Goode
His mother told him "Someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you
Hey, sista, whatcha gon' do...?
Goin' down by the river
Gonna play with you
Papa don't like no screamin' 'round here
No lip from da woman
I still remember the piano
Playing the same old melodies
The late-night crowd
Was wild and loud
But then a shot
Outside the bar-room….
And then I
This old man
He play actual odds
On these detachable jaws
Not for the faint
Go moshing the paint
Cold dime in the day
By impossible day
Frog town
There's a man down at the station
On a newspaper bed
I just need some kind of salvation
Before I die' he said
But honey we're just passers-by
In
the street
As I passed by the other day
I was scared, my knees were weak
Forgot what I had come to say
Free the people from the fire
Pull the boat out
G.G.O., Ghetto Government Official
Razah, 4th Disciple
[Chorus: x2]
Hip hop is a way of life, it's in my breath
The way I, breathe and step,
he said drink deeply of the wine, my friend, breathe fully in the smoke
and eat the fish that he conjured, this is the bread that jesus broke
I rap for all thug cliques bloods and crips
niggas who hate the cameras and loving the chips
caught in solitude old timers taught me how to move
fort
Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space,
And the world can't erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your
as an attraction for tourists it's been out of work for years, it seems I think its a bed and breakfast it's automated, been reconstructed no storied old man working
from staring way down past their noses
The old times were swinging again, the subject was roses
The newspaper man said you're crazy to let it go sour
the street
As I passed by the other day
I was scared, my knees were weak
Forgot what I had come to say
Free the people from the fire
Pull the boat out
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