Now you've been up and you've been down. Stayed strong even though daddy wasn't around. My momma, through the thick and the thin, beginning to end. And though I be sinning you keep me livin' with the love that you givin'.
[Verse 1]. If it wasnt for my pain. Then I wouldnt know my strength. If it wasnt for my future. I wont be fightin here today. . And of course, I know my way up.
Come on inside. The tide is high. Don't be afraid. So my parade of life. Is walking by. Inside the lines. And bringing back. Just what you lost. (Bring me down...finally found).
I'm coming around the bend. Been a long time on the avenue. Lovers and losers chained to my heart. . Standing here waiting for you. Waiting here just for you to pass through.
No bombs, no guns, no more war, no genocide, no torture. No disease, no affliction, no crippled, no addictions. No prisons, no more poverty, fresh air everyone is free.
So you think you've seen it all before. And you think that you know what's in store. Now you're telling me that no one can knock you down. Well it's gonna happen pretty soon.
We woke up one sunday morning. Bought a thousand dollar van. Picked the boys up on the west side. Now I don't know where I am. But tonight would have gone way smoother had we had more beer.
You've got it coming for ya. all the work's been done. so celebrate the time's when. your world was calm. . howling at the moon still. at the white white ghost.
Got a doll, baby, I love her so. Nothing else like her anywhere you go. Man, she's anything but calm. A regular pint sized atom bomb. . Refrain: Atom bomb baby, little atom bomb.
I'm twenty-nine years old, still wearing the wallet chain, like I was twenty-eight. I'm wearing my Vans right now, so high school kids will think that I can skate. I've got a degree in science, yet shaking my fists in defiance..
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem. came two brothers Willis and Arnold. black goldfish swims in the bowl. he's three feet high, four with the afro.
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem, came two brothers. Willis and Arnold, black goldfish swims in the bowl,. he's three feet high, four with the afro..
I'm knockin' on your door. So you let me in. I swear I won't be the way I was before. Don't you know that I was thinking. . About what you told me. Rollin' it over in my mind.
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem,. Come two brothers Willis and Arnold,. Black goldfish swims in the bowl,. He's three feet high, from with the afro..
A nation stands with heart in hand. To sing their anthem proudly. Voices raised to sing their praise. Of their hollow country. All this talk of freedom.
An idea dies, in the same slight way, that we lose track of the facts. Slowly, unseen, slipping silently, through some fabricated cracks. And now the freedom of the press, has turned to freedom to impress. Perfect hair, sells product well, like suffocating, sickly smells, the make-up smears, like false pastels, like glossy, sugarcoated, shells..
he is the icon of our times, solution to our modern crimes.. his trigger finger clicks remotes, as carbohydrates slowly. bloat.. not fragile, or brittle. he's seeking an acquittal..
You've got a cause now, I heard You braggin'.. Always the fastest. One on the bandwagon.. So sit Down and I'll tell you, what I'm Feeling, what I am feeling..
In the beginning was the hype,. the loud fanfare as I grabbed the mic.. don't quit your day job or your paper route.. Suckah M.C.'s stepped with no clout,.
Where does the misunderstanding come from?. Demanding that we be outstanding and then some?. Perfection never was a requirement. Although some might say we desired it.