Lyrics:
Couldn’t find a job
Not even a restroom to use
Talkin’ ‘bout that Jim Crow –
Jim Crow blues
Well, John wrote a book, “Black Like Me”
Mighta heard about it
feel the vibration
Girl I'm begging just stay for a little while (and then)
Yeah, like a smooth operator
Whine for me girl cause I know that the love can
all go down
In flames
Looking into your eyes
Its a pit of lies
No one stands a chance
(Feel like I wanna start a riot)
Now
I'm not a smooth operator
eyes
And this is what she said to Jim
It's on you until you give god a try
It's on you don't let this world pass you by
Cause it's on you until you
decisive
It's in the people's power to see to it that what makes lynchings and starts wars is dealt with
Not by well-wishers, but by policemen, and I mean
move off the path if their diversions are counter-balanced by others."
"It's the last great adventure left to mankind"
- Screams a drooping lady
come here, no, not this year
They're growin in fear, I'm very sincere
I will jerk tears operator pushin the data
I'm talkin bout info and check it
You're
and went
"Hey! That's Jim Fix, isn't it?" "Wow, what a fucking tragedy
Come on, lets go buy some buds"
It's always the yogurt sprout eating mother fuckers
that bitch Miss Independent
Yeah, who knew
She talkin' to me crazy, man, I start to feel offended
Now things ain't goin' the way that you had intended
I
Not taking shit
And It’s a difference Patch
Pass me the blunt
I pass it back
And then I’m on my way
On to bigger and better things
Tennis bracelets
make your bitches not important
Milly rockin' through the city pop a pity by the garden
Know you niggas can't afford it
And these bitches can't ignore
content isnt a word/being happy is absurd getting fed like a bird/It's the day that we're living/getting darker by the minute/no kiddin/u can feel it in
the same way
With someone other than her
Like it's been twenty-five years
Still that's my problem not hers,
It's not a game to compare
I'm not here to get
for the askin'
It was just a matter of convincing the old ones
They broke up on John and Yoko's anniversary
Went separate ways like most bands do
(party over there)
Ayo, you feel that shit (yeah, it feels good)
Well, it's that thumpin' shit (well, I'm soakin' too)
I'll introduce the split
of day
But she says she's not my type ok
Whenever she cries she give me a dial
And now I'm a cab away
I won't lie I feel a type of way
When she call me
bitches not important
Milly rockin' through the city pop
A biddie by the garden
Know you niggas can't afford it
And these bitches can't ignore me
I did shit
like Jim Jones, I been ballin'
Yeah, I said I feel like change is needed (yeah)
You heard but ain't receive it
That's the problem with believing (huh
Operator
Ayy
Shop play dine my funties
All alone or my friends wit' me
Perfect birthday by accident
Album cover that's the reference
Let's get this
got some enemies
Won't worry bout it when they send for me
Push them outta my memories
But I guess they all coming back to me
It is what it is but that
think I need a detox
I've been high way too long
Standby way too long
Operator know me well
Automated and compelled
Concierges at the hotels
a Serpent showing Grace
That's how it feels to him
I call Baal
Master, what do You have me here for
I've been sleeping
It's very tiresome and depressing in
from her again
I think it's because she associates me with that bad night
That ended at Bob Evans, and I understand
And on the way home, I said
da da da da da
Yo, I feel like Malcolm X I'm bout that action
And all my knowledge filled with wisdom, it explodes in passion
And my body's filled with
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