Lyrics:
from me is like a dagger
Deadly to the touch
But metal in its scabbard
Yuh
He's a mix of music master
And a fit for flag carrier
Fix you something
Waves are so light
Carried by the flow
Down by the shore
There's a boatman's home
The old ferryman
Old and skillful carrier!
Sail your airy boat
so I deliver like a carrier
They gettin serious when I be goin "Yabba Dabba"
It's when I'm talkin bout some shit that ain't no laughing matter
Got
labor
Igba kan mose operator
Igba kan mose mixer
Igba kan mose carrier
Igba kan mose loader
Ose olohun
Oba oju mi je
Omoba to jawo
Omoba omoba omoba ti
the short term,
The long term can look after itself unless you happen to be living here,
I've gotta stop.
People are squinting to block out the sun
Many people look through their wallet or their pocket books and, way down at the bottom, past the credit cards and baby pictures and so on, you
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
The ship that sails the seven seas
Has finally brought me to my knees
It's not much to my liking
The people standing
to deflect from the fact people saw them fizzle out
The people saw them try to make hit songs that went wrong
This about the money, right? 'Cause all that
on the rat trap
I'm the drama in your heart when your people get killed
I'm the feeling in your stomach when you get your last meal
I'm
of steel pellet
Powerful projection, noise is deafening
Carrier battle groups, that's threatening
Higher level bombing, plus
The shipment in hand known
with my evil
Got some new dope he wanna try with his people
He said go ahead and try it, it's some brand new diesel
That's when I found myself
that quick midwest chatter
Some people hate but it ain't mattering, but the people gather, it's flattering
Switching the pitch, mixing, there's no need
tone is what you spit
Switchin the pattern, bust out that quick midwest chatter
Some people hate but it ain't matterin, but the people gather, it's
I'm sending healing vibes to all people
Of all ages
All sizes
All shapes and genders
We are all beautiful inside and out
Cut out the social media
Say
it's true
If You're looking for a city
For a place to show Your glory
Look no further
We're available
If You're searching for a people
Who are hungry
Broken bitches wishin' that I fix 'em up and carry her
Pray to Gods out in Italy, Roman like my carrier
I done lost hoes, turned around, I done lost bros
They say they wanna save me, but
All they wanna do is play me
All they wanna do is change me
These people must think I'm crazy
They say they wanna
one song
People will die listening to my music
People will die on their way to concerts
People will die after listening to music
All of this just for
reflecting time
Livin' on a planet of my own design
Yeah, whoah,
I can feel the sugarcane flow,
Every time I change my mind.
Hear all the people say
Yeah,
mind.
Hear all the people say
Yeah, whoah,
I can feel the sugarcane flow,
Every time I change my mind.
Hear all the people say
It's like the man
There's a lot of people out here, who just don't know
What plays a factor in movin' heads and toes
It be them hits bangin' out of them stereo
a carrier
Like I got an A K you got a derringer
Cause Apollo be bright in any other Weather
Uh
Covid got people showing Themselves
Saying they hard but they
It started out well with new goals in my mind
Hoping for the best for the job I applied
Hoping one day I could touch other people's lives
With
move where I'm at, torque converter, rap a track so fat
people keep your seats if your feet aint' moving, otherwise unwind, free up your mind
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