Lyrics:
help are subjected to harassment and intimidation
by sick extremists like Clayton Waagner,
James kopp and the rev. Donald Spitz
I'm not interested in
flexed
Everybody dodging next
Only God could save yo flesh
Say yo last be my guest
Lord forgive I'm a mess
Let it bang and it let bless
By an means
Make
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
clowns
The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night's phantom messenger
And they spoke their only words in English, "Johnson, Nixon, Kissinger"
Let it float let it float let it float
Let it float let it float
But cant pass me by
Won't pass me by
Underachiever just skating along
Yeah I did
a leader show my youngins having money aint a thing naw
Dont listen to em its just fuel to the flame
Cuz that forty sing a oldie to you like its Etta James
Try to play live what?
Lady on a stroll
Rack my Versace but can't pay the toll
All Cappuchino women why'all got to go
The love that I feel for women
stupid, I thought that they were sincere folks
It turned out they liked the money and the fame
If I ain't get paid, I'd be that nobody James
Oh what what what what
This is only the beginning (Be able to feel..)
This is only the beginning (The energy)
Bad lil bitch say she love me
Who are
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
plagues me
How can I think I'm crazy? Sway me
Cause to profit off of shit that aches me is actually pretty wavy
I'm painting the perfect picture
Only
all on ur cheeks when u
Realize that I’ll never change
Can’t fathom why u be right
Back on the second day
Orgasm feel like Etta james on ketamine
Outta
Don't represent the people, and so
Since they act against the
Interest of the people
The only way they can hold power is
If they lie to the people
You
the price in the stock market crash."
"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
"Horrific place, ladies and gentlemen, the smoke and the flames
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
In my mind's eye, I stand with the eleven
On a hilltop near Bethany
This is the place where we last saw Jesus
As he was lifted up and hidden by
Get Brady, get Tyson
Hey Yo DJ spin that vinyl
I'm only one spot from the title step in my way and I'll kill that rival
There's only one heir I'm
(Jame's Baldwin speech)
This black don't crack
We've been handed out ass whoopings so it's time
That the black bust back
Now the black girl mad
Damn
the life I wanted, picked up the pen and then wrote
While they was firin', you could hear sirens
From people dialin' and women cryin' in the phone
I was
Only my mama get to call me by my first name
I go hard for the city where she birthed me
Got water by the case if you thirsty
And only time I share
fathers didn't visit much and I don't know the story, I seen how women could hold back a child, kill his soul, make a father runaway, tell a child he don't
.jpg/226px-Etta_Baker_(cropped).jpg "Etta Baker")
.jpg/192px-Etta_Cameron_(1970).jpg "Etta Cameron")
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