Gather up your loved ones, gather up your friends. 'Cause this is when the bad guy, the bad guy wins.. Gather up your loved ones, gather up your friends.
Long painting. The air plays along. With my chemicals. Drained again. . But I don't feel so sorry. And I don't feel so bad. I don't feel so sorry. And I don't feel so bad.
I dont want excuses. I dont want your smiles. I dont want to feel like. We're apart a thousand miles. . And I dont want your attitude. I dont want your things.
C'mon, c'mon, play the goddamn music. I know we fell apart a while ago. And no, not everyone's all right. Walking bare assed down hallway, yeah. Is hard enough at night.
You got beef then go on and run on up, we ain't worried about nothin'. Half of y'all doin' nothin' but bluffin', you got beef then go on and run on up.
He he, yeah that's that shit right there. Is this that shit that make a nigga just. It remind me of, matter of fact I'ma tell y'all. I wasn't gonna share this but I'll share it witch'all.
I'm on a bus with a street car's name. My desire is not the same. I can't get off, no, I can't return. . This is the midst of my spin. Accidents happen in slow motion.
Left you, just you?. (Smoke screen in your shaky ground). . And I can rest my head. When I feel the need it's just I'm not around. So quit your crying and your complaining.
It's comin' up kind of slow and he's lookin' pretty hard. Kind of wonderin' if sometime it could be made. Kind of wonderin' if she should run away. . And he thinks he knows her, but he only knows her name.
(K. Edwards/E. Ericka/J. Steph/M. Miller). One step. around around. Give me your courage. to walk to full length. athame in hand. flame at my heart. gather my sisters.
(k. Edwards). Black spider. Crash. pain, sting, pain, sting. Black mother. eyes of red blood. Nailed to the walls. A Scream. Crash. Black spider covers my face.
Like that. Say what, say what?. Say what, say what?. Say what, say what?. Missy, bring it in. . Why you played on me? Wasn't I good enough for you?. All those other girls you've been with can't do like I do.
Yo baby!. You ready to let the games. begin.. Cause I'm ready. On your mark get set here we go. . Chorus:. Girl I hope that you will stay. So we can play this little game we play.
wait a while. maybe next week things will change. another dollar to my name. . wait a while. maybe next week i'll finally. get all my bills paid. . with another day another mile.
I know how the good wind blows and it gives me my time. Don't let them drag your hatred off the line. I know how the anger goes so I bury mine. You know they had me working overtime.
You don't know what we go through. So I'm singin' this song for you. . Ain't got no time to play around. It ain't about just hangin' out. I got so much more to do.
You try and fill my mind with doubt. Say I've forgotten who I am. But maybe you've forgotten. How to understand, so. . Have your whispers. I excused myself too soon.
On the dance floor shake your thing its. Alright alright. If you think you pootie tangin'. And you know that you're parlaying. On the dance floor shake your thing its.
A young girl give me a good luck charm.. Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm. Got one good little leg 'cause the other went south. Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth.
Time will pack a bag on you, my love. Organize, re-organize your luck. Pretty face, a pretty smile. A pretty shame, you can't defile. The message you have made for them to see.