 Notes of a Native Son » Riječi [+ Dodaj +] |
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1. _ Imprison the President
[ reporter ]
Mr. President, there would be one level of disclosure for the Congress,
is that correct?
One level of disclosure for the public...
[ crowd ]
Imprison the President
Incarcerate the Congress
Levitate the Pentagon
(Now we're making progress)
Imprison the President
Incarcerate the Congress
Levitate the Pentagon
(Now we're making progress)
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
A Senate cheat, what a feat to beat
Four mill until you buy the seat
Illicit contributions
Political prostritution
Looking for that fix
Peddle influence until it sticks
Are they funds or are they bribes?
I'm talkin about the Keating Five
The Senators are gettin paid off
So Lincoln won't get laid off
The banks are bankrupt
The Congress corrupt
What I don't get is the Federal bet
Two hundred billion in debt
Damn, that's enough to get a nigga upset
What I'm stating is incriminating evidence
Imprison the President
(Well, I do not recall [..]
I have no recollection
I do not recall
I do not recall)
[ crowd ]
Imprison the President
Incarcerate the Congress
Levitate the Pentagon
(Now we're making progress)
(Listen to them lying muthafuckas [..]
[..] a man that's a retired actor run a country?)
Imprison the President
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Congress spoke, slaveowners vote
A joke if you ask my folks
All men are created equal and stated
Equal, then contemplated
Best-seller fiction to the people
Yo, I can't wait to read the sequel
The people tell me this is phony
Giving your testimony, homie
They had to use, abuse, a low blow
1990 and still flying Jim Crow
Using Willie Horton for the fight
Frighten whites on election night
A thousand points of light, right?
The glare is bright and there's still no sight
Remember 83 in Panama?
A tip and trip from the drug czar
Summit with Bush and Noriega
Classic Coke is what they gave ya
Fly em in via CIA
Chumped from up above as they say
Start a war, yo, what the hell for?
Take him out, he won't talk no more
What I'm stating is incriminating evidence
Imprison the President
[ crowd ]
Imprison the President
Incarcerate the Congress
Levitate the Pentagon
(Now we're making progress)
Imprison the President
Incarcerate the Congress
Levitate the Pentagon
(Now we're making progress)
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
I diss, dismiss what I choose to lose
The attitude is funk it while I'm swingin the blues
Self-worth ain't worth shit
While I'm starin down a big black federal pit
You know Reagan can break the law
Live another day to make a score
Phony cronies steal from HUD
Iran-Contra, political mud
Who can respect the legal system
When any Senator can put the fix in
Every Congressman gets his licks in
And in the White House still sits Dick Nixon
Flase prophets and demagogues
Living large while the people starve
Famous speeches can't do jack
When down the block you're under attack
Preach hatred, preach salvation
Fifteen secs, a media sensation
Go ahead, juice the poets of revolution
Now's the time for some hard solutions
So many answers lie in yourself
So don't go following someone else
Learn and teach your own damn evidence
Imprison the President
Imprison the President
[ crowd ]
Imprison the President
Incarcerate the Congress
Levitate the Pentagon
(Now we're making progress)
Imprison the President
Incarcerate the Congress
Levitate the Pentagon
(Now we're making progress)
Imprison the President
Imprison the President
(Now we're making progress)
Imprison the President
Imprison the President
(Now we're making progress)
Imprison the President
Imprison the President
Imprison the President
(Now we're making progress)
(Progress)
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2. _ Let the Vibes Flow
Pump me up, yeah, that's it
What's that?
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
Hear the wrath of my vocab, straight from the rhyme lab
Scopin my gold rope but don't attempt to grab
Watch your step, keep a civilized head
The truth is said to awaken the brain-dead
Why intercept me from a positive destiny
Music, music, my important necessity
God bless me and those who test me
Help those that I'm down with and let the rest be
Stuck in a black hole and yes, I withhold
A key so you can see me in poetry motion
Steadily coastin to a lyrical plot that puts a knot in my pocket
Now let's bear witness to the sight of the no-good
Minds are molded, and flooded with falsehood
Too much TV, you're brainwashed by Hollywood
I speak truth, so let it be understood
You want peace, boy, you have to show some
Some cry for peace and still carry a gun
I understand, get or get got, shoot or get shot
That's not to way to go
Well, I'ma chill back and stay out of crack and stay low
And let the vibes flow
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
The set is not done yet, some have learned but I bet
Some will twist the truth and rebuke the positive groups
Who prophecize and open eyes of the blind
Use words like tide to clean dirt from your mind
Often I practice cause practice makes perfect
You disagree with that? Yo, I feel it's worth it
I can't hold back, yo, I must expose the fact
Truth is hidden, self-knowledge you lack
Let words slam, back-track, check the diagram
When Spanky flex he creates the side-effects
Set my course, proceed to speak with force
Grab the sourc and take lyrical intercourse
Secure my rhyme from suckers and rhyme grabbers
Watch your back, you never know who's a backstabber
You're now a slave, feel the force of my soundwave
As the vibes flow
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
As I hit my conclusion you find it amusin
How I drift to the rhymthm of the samples I'm usin
Status is proven by the fact that you're movin
Words flow rapidly, melody soothin
One never prospers from a negative thought
You might win in the begin, but lose in the end
Suckers being drugged into my lyrical pit
Brains are lit, they throw a fit but still they sit
Alone in my death dome scared of my voice tone
Step in my path, you're just entered war zone
Now how can you quiz me if you don't know the answer
The effect from my dialect is somewhat cancer
Slow death, you lose breath as I rip what's left
of your flesh and let God save the rest
So if you didn't know, now you know
To chill back when I go and let the vibes flow
It's like pumpin in my ear drums
Yeah, the vibe's pumpin in my ear drums
It's like pumpin in my ear drums
Yeah, the vibe's pumpin in my ear drums
It's like pumpin in my ear drums
Yeah, the vibe is pumpin in my ear drums
It's like pumpin in my ear drums
Yeah, the vibe is pumpin in my ear drums
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3. _ Soul Soloist
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
Soloist, yo, I'm a pro at this
Lay back and relax, that's how I go at this
You gotta be dope, no joke, you must go for the kill
Cause only the strong survive in this field
What I'm a new jack? Well, you can call me that
I'm not new to the skill but I'm new to the wax
Lett's on the mix, does tricks with his hands
Stretch the flex, then I expand like a rubberband
Chumps that drip will get stomped you bet
Get out of line, step up, I fly your head like a jet
I gotta protect myself and what I rightfully own
It's mine, you try to steal you get thrown
You're in my zone, the lone zone, so make a you turn
You're messin with the flame you're gonna get burned
Call me Laquan the superior vocalist
Identified as a soul soloist
(My only weapon is the)
Soul
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Listen up, the concept is rippin up
The mic I'm grippin up, I refuse to let up
So shut up, you're like provokin me to nut up
DJ's sweat when Let begins to cut up
My tolerance is limited, so watch your mouth when you speak
Step up, you get swept up off your feet
Petrfied when I ride, the mic is amplified
So you can hear me with clearity
I peel caps in my rap, I pack a mic like a pistol
My weapon's my pencil, a poet's utensil
And when it's empty I fall back and reload
Let it build up and let it explode
Dwell inside my pattern, brother, you're stranded
Handcuff the bandits, they're like scandalous
Get into this, deep into this, step to this
And like the wind I'ma breeze through this
Jam and ride with it as it slams
Cool Laquan, yeah, that's who I am
(My only weapon is the)
Soul
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
We're still in movement, so don't stop stoppin
The pace is kept in a swing perspective
A mellow swing is how I like to go when I flow
Because I'm comfortable with the tempo
Often I'm asked what's the reason for this
Because you're teethin for this and it's the season for this
Questions, questions, I'm hounded with questions
So I throw the answers at your direction
Draggin the suckers for not movin enough
You think I'm puffin a bluff, well keep pressin your luck
Real with this is how I deal with this
Straight as a drill with this, I show skill in this
Stay on the look-out, fall asleep, I take your head out
If that doesn't work I step back and let lead out
Now I'ma show that I can do what a crew can do
As a soul soloist
(My only weapon is the)
Soul
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4. _ Swing Blue, Sweat Black
Swing it
Swing it
Swing it
Swing it..
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
Swing blue and sweat black a massive strain is on my brain
400 years of pain are flowing through my veins
The fight is for glory, the cause is mandatory
Stress, strife, the price you pay in life
Heads rattle between a skin battle
Purpose is worthless, hell met the surface
Earthly desires have kept you spiritually dead
Look beyond and your starving soul is fed
Some have strayed from Afrocentric ways
On a never ending quest for better days
Many sin, peace is made within
No time to spare, the clock continues to spin
I have a question, why test a
Brother who can still feel the pain of his ancestors?
(Stand up) Pledge of allegiance, of what?
Burn the flag, system is unjust
Shocked, your mouth dropped, you wonder why I said that
Swing blue and sweat black
Swing it
Swing it
Swing it
Swing it..
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Seeking survival in a world of wickedness
Whether so-called good or hypocrites
Gotta defend the home I descend
Frighten my color might cover when blend
Times are tough, can't give up, I'm livin in mud
Divine truth only comes through flesh and blood
Must survive in the jungle of concrete
The zone where the wicked enslave the meek
Enemies suffer, disciples prevail
We shall now be the head, no longer the tail
My providence is purified guidance, spiritually
So what if you don't dance as long as you're hearin me
Rhythmic influence with a mental contact
Swing blue and sweat black
Swing it
Swing it
Swing it
Swing it..
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
Blood shed, a young brother lies dead
He was shot by cop the other night
He didn't pack a gun or knife
He didn't stop when the cops said "freeze!" and lost his life
Tears flood his mother's eyes, she wonders why
Skin is the reason her son died
Death is death, in any case it's still sin
Why must the system use death as discipline
When will this color war come to an end
And do the good still always win?
Hell is on Earth, we gotta work, I mean break our back
Swing blue and sweat black
Swing it
Swing it
Swing it
Swing it..
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5. _ Lyrical Theory
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6. _ Notes of a Native Son
( *scratching of* )
(Listen! Listen! Listen!)
(We ask now)
(We ask now)
(We ask you)
(We ask you)
(Now listen)
(Now listen)
(Parties... where we get together and do our thing)
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
Feel the rhythm as the paragraphs coincide
The vocab will multiply, the mission is do-or-die
Principles classify, the concept will clarify
I speak fact cause only fact will justify
Thus travel distance, it's time that we rinse this
Stereotype hype right out of life sight
Drums pulsate, brains vibrate
Level is first rate, proceed to elevate
Samples enhanced, audience entranced
Now it's my turn but every man has a chance
Evil will never drive, God helps those who strive
Fire and brimstone dwells in the inside
Truth is in front of you
You're blind but it's huntin you
Speakin with strong verbs, readin the proverbs
Wake up at once, resurrection has come
Hear the trumpet of Gabriel and the notes of a native son
[ CHORUS (2X) ]
I'm your native son
(Native son)
I'm your native son
I am your native son
(Hear the notes of a native son)
I'm your native son
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Panic, rhythmatic, dope addict
Words flow automatic, sticks like static
Frozen and freeze dried, the poems are like pitfalls
This blackman will stand tall, I'm firm as a brickwall
Just a portion can sting like a scorpion
Hurt like a heart attack, ride it like Amtrak
My spiritual insight will take to extreme height
Cause I'm livin life right, palmin the mic tight
Brothers have tried this but they didn't swing it right
Method of a renegade, keepin it airtight
I thank woman for breedin the black seed
Then let the verses roll like a tumbleweed
I give pain like a migraine
Releasin my best and when done leave a bloodstain
Glorify God cause there's only one
Hear the notes of a native son
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
Opponents approach and I post my position
Listen for the word then proceed with the mission
Paragraphs float, phrases stunt growth
State is a dungeon, vocal chord is a death rope
Words are vehicles riding on sound
Drums leave you numb, the pound can put a crack in the ground
Pressure released performin a stronghold
Maximum thrust - working towards overload
Peace Productions, the beat thy're providin me
Anger is inside of me, anxiety drives me
But I release my steam on a track, black
Instead of killin a brother, nah, never that
To this I'm loyal, I shine like tin foil
You're soft as soil, the microphone'll boil
Pause but not fall, we ain't havin no flaws
My tongue is my metal, Lett hands are like chainsaws
Words can move mountains, pourin like a fountain
Clockin crazy dollars, countin and countin
Drop to my knees and repent for my sins
Peace to my friends, no rest till it ends
L-a, q-you, a-n solo, one
Yeah, notes of a native son
[ CHORUS ]
(Native son)
(Native son)
I am your native
(Native son)
I am your native
(Native son)
I am your native
(Hear the notes of a native son)
I am your native
I am your native
I am your native
( *fade* )
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7. _ Brother to Brother
Let it be heard
Knowledge
the highest level of understanding
wisdom must come forth
Yo Laquan, speak
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
Keepin in tact cause I express myself on wax
Read between the lines as I state the facts
The fact is known, you gotta be strong to live long
And know the difference from right and wrong
What's done in the dark will soon shine in the light
You're provin em right by suckin the pipe, stereotype
Media hype is killing me
Why must my brothers steal from me?
Woman is queen, she feeds what you need at birth
Research of self, develops your mental health
Man is king, lead the route
But some sell out and find a quick way out
By selling poison to another
Poison for pay rotts the brain away
Caught in the devil's trap
Some call it dope, some call it crack
Call it what you want, it doesn't matter what the name is
The effect is still the same
Your life goes down the drain in constant pain
For a $20 plane ride
Comin from inside of me - truth
You can hide from me, you can't hide from facts, black
Sorry if I've blown your cover
I must tell it like it is, brother to brother
(Alright)
Brother to brother
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Open your third eye, vision a clear sight
As we take a flight into the life of parasites
Some will feed and never give, that's pure greed
Climbin, climbin but I'm constantly pulled back
Is it the wrong steps or is it because I'm black?
We're alkin in circles pacin the same track
Never will win a war with someone else
We're havin this devilish war within ourselves
Brothers and sisters, you are the listeners
The react is the track will attack like a maniac
If in your blackness, teach your brother practice
Black awareness, don't be scared of this
I'm on a mission to fix up the mixed up
Constantly strivin is the way I'm survivin
The sermon is written to better the way you're livin
Speakin of livin - I'm livin positive
I'm on a quest to redeem your self-esteeem
Rehabilitate those who lost faith
This here lesson is leavin a reflection
On the young to grow to be strong ones
A weak mind is brainwashed easily
I'm not blind, I see what you're feedin me
History, you got it twisted
Your leaders are written, mine are unlisted
I praise God and no other
Words from me to you, brother to brother
Brother to brother, brother to brother
(Alright)
(Alright)
Brother to brother
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
Accused of abusin freedom of speech
The reason for that, they dislike what I teach
Never in life would I fight for this land
The U.S. cares less about a blackman
Now's the time to react and impact
On the minor set-backs, follow the right tracks
Caged in a false educational system
The government's on my back because I dissed em
With a middle finger and a balled fist
Hidin the truth and feedin us bullshit
I use the mic as a tool to guide the fool
From a pool of danger I speak with anger
And authority, I show loyalty
Believe in me and I can prove reality is definitely a part of me
By speaking to you brother to brother
(Alright)
(Alright)
Brother to brother
Yo, peace to all babies born
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8. _ Now's the B Turn
Here we go
Everybody rise up
(Now is the be Turn)
People checkin out the time
(Get ready, get ready)
Everybody
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
Third eye shines like a force of light
Tongue used as a tool to provide a Godly light
Most are lost and blinded by vanity
Africa's home and the birth of humanity
How could a nation grow without its roots
For the land is the tree and we're the fruit
Awareness of black pride is kept aside
It's time the mentally dead revise alive
Pyramids prove we were first in existence
Change our conditions and rise with persistence
Position is fightening, words are enlightening
For those who can't see the light of G-o-d
Black is a state of mind, it's more than a skin color
The skin color doesn't make you a true brother
It's been said, return of the dead will take place
For that time is now cause now is the be Turn
[ CHORUS ]
Everybody rise up
(Now is the be Turn)
People checkin out the time
(Get ready, get ready)
Everybody rise up
Everybody
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Build up, set the field up, truth is vital
A false statement's never made my recital
Raise your vibrations and raise the vibrations of others
In God's sight we're all brothers
Pyramids to projects, subject to death
State of mind and your brother is all we have left
Grow into new growth or let your soul float
In the fire of a false desire
Mind is important, flesh is a vehicle
God is most powerful, man is a miracle
Under the prayer that was spoken by Moses
How do I know this? The Bible has told us
Watch the books you read cause some books deceive
An evil writer may attempt to mislead
The sand of my homeland is what created man
Seek knowledge and learn
For now it's the be Turn
[ CHORUS ]
Everybody rise up
(Now is the be Turn)
People checkin out the time
(Get ready, get ready)
Everybody rise up
(You been waitin for the be Turn)
Everybody
(Here we go)
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
I am God's child, called unto destiny
For He has blessed me though some think less of me
God is within you, so let your heart guide
God in the sky? That's all a big lie
Freedom is not free, so how can I be free?
Smoke screen clouds your eyes so you can't see
Babylon has fallen, our time has come
From the womb to the tomb as the young begin to bloom
Some pump their fist and pose to be down with this
Tackle the untruth, regroup and teach the youth
Man can kill as well as heal
As I wake the blind with words of steel
Brothers and sisters, rise and become (try)
Become number one (cope)
Seek knowledge and learn (hope)
Now's the be Turn
[ CHORUS repeated w/variations until fade ]
Everybody rise up
(Now is the be Turn)
People checkin out the time
(You been waitin for the be Turn)
Everybody rise up
(Now is the be Turn)
Everybody
(You been waitin for the be Turn)
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9. _ Tear Your Soul Out
Tear it out!
I want to
tear it out!
(Tear your soul out)
(You gotta tear your soul out)
Tear it out!
(Tear your soul out)
Tear it out!
(Tear your soul out)
(You gotta tear your soul out)
And here we go, check it out
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
The truth is seldom said, lies are spread
Seek hope, your rope is thin as thread
You're not a treath, brother, you're just flesh
Tear a hole in your chest and use your heart to wipe the sweat
And when done use your lungs for extra-breath
Dig your grave and then you witness death
Earth is a battle ground, my wicked sound is hell-bound
Refuse to be held down
Endless poems I perform form a brainstorm
A wall can't stop, not even a mental block
You gotta give your best, let the good times roll our
You gotta tear your soul out
[ CHORUS ]
You should never hold out
I want to see you tear your soul out
Let the good times roll out
I want to free you, tear your soul out
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Mind torture, mental gas chamber
You've been locked in a prison that lies within
It's up to you whether you escape or not
Checkin your soul to see how much soul you got
Caught in a crossfire, it's like I'm stuck in a barbed wire
And still manage to rise higher
Your synthetic method is non-poetic, pathetic
Smooth and your voice is too energetic
Mouth is swollen, I'm puttin my soul in
Giving you black on wax I can't hold in
You want to grab the earth and rip a hole out
I gotta tear my soul out
[ CHORUS (2X) ]
You should never hold out
I want to see you tear your soul out
Let the good times roll out
I want to free you, tear your soul out
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
Taste the fate as the concrete crumbles
Now you're humble, your ego's tumbled
Make your advancement, now's the chance to get
One step beyond but seven behind Laquan
Break the chain that detains the brain
It held some back, but some are above that
Method is electrified, a fortified vitamin
If it doesn't hit then I'ma try again
Phrases penetrate the brain and disintegrate
Any interference that dwells in my clearance
Gather I rather not try and hold out
Lather up sweat and tear your soul out
[ CHORUS (2X) ]
You should never hold out
I want to see you tear your soul out
Let the good times roll out
I want to free you, tear your soul out
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
Tear it out!
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10. _ Now's the B Turn [B Mixed Extended][*]
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11. _ Presidential Suite & Sour
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12. _ Presidential Suite
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13. _ Puddin' Pie
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
Dippin in the bowl, positions take place
Smile on my face shows a sign of great taste
Sound effects proceed to discharge
Drain my vein, my spoon is no longer large
So I rest, let it digest
Analyze again, then it opens up and let me in
So I cover up and take the lead
And when I'm done I pray I didn't plant a seed
Ooh, those cold feet
Headrush from the moment of heat
Dive in deep, the pace is set
The rest is rated x, but you know what happened next
Flesh connects, body parts sweat (why?)
I'm obsessed with puddin pie
[ CHORUS ]
We gotta get in, we gotta get in
Gotta get in within your skin
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Make my approach with a kiss on her throat
I'm whispering love notes and brother, I hope
That I can convince her cause I want to stick her
Thin and petite, I prefer to have her thicker
To say I can touch but not too much is frontin
She knows she wants the nut, so keep it comin
Non-cooperative puttin up a struggle
In less than five splash in the puddle
Skin to skin, both thighs I'm strokin
The door bell rings, our concentration is broken
It's a friend with a paralyzin shape
See-through laces, shoulda seen my face
Watery eyes, I almost cried, why?
I'm obsessed with the puddin pie
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3: Craig Parker ]
Puddin pie, my oh my
A splash and a clap as I commence to dive
I strive as I begin to drive
Thrive on thighs, thrust in overdrive
I gotta get in, the pressure is buildin up
You're kickin your feet up while my stroke is kept up
My spoon is flexed up, do not let up
Cause if you let up the s-e-x won't be kept up
You're sexually activated, mentally stimulated
The pie is penetrated, positions are situated
Bodies compressed
Emotions leave you undressed and now you're blessed
With a pleasure I descend
I done put in cause puddin's my friend
Smile on your face as your legs extend
I tried to ask why and tried to deny
But it's in my eyes, I'm obsessed with the puddin pie
..like chicken and it's finger lickin
[ VERSE 4: Craig Parker ]
Puddin pie, sweet and sensuous
Smooth and subtle, that's essential, wish
You could smell, I can tell it'll blow your mind
The type of pie to eat you gotta have time
In it you win it, but out it you want it
Whenever you got it I know you want to flaunt it
So give it here, no fear, give it a try
( ? ) this is the ultimate puddin pie
..it's good for you
puts hair on your chest, hahaha
(Shut up! Shut up!)
Thank you very much
Oh wait, isn't there one more verse?
There is, ha?
So ah, at the count of 3, right?
Alright, here we go
1
2
1-2-3 hit it
[ VERSE 2: Laquan & (Craig Parker) ]
Yo [Name] what's up, I got a dame, what do you want to do?
(Cool Q, ooh, let's do the choo-choo)
Yo, I'm with it, but I can't play kaboost
Cause I don't like it loose, plus I glued up the juice
(The juice, what are you talking about, she's sprung all over me?)
Alright smack see, back to reality
(Now calm down, there's enough to spread around)
Between me and you, I don't want to hold down
On her, OK? (I guess so, but yo
I have a question, is she good to go?)
Ha, filthy, filthy, filthy
Yo, that job is yours cause I feel guilty
(What's your problem, her knees are in the dirt)
I don't think it'll work (Well, look you're gettin hurt)
[ both ]
Stepped in a room with a spoon in a bowl
Packed the puddin up and then we took control
All young ladies, we'll steer your soul
The love we possess is worth more than gold
[ Craig Parker ]
Puddin pie
You're the reason why
You know what?
I stroke so slow
You don't want to let me go
Crazy
Crazy
The puddin pie got you goin crazy
Puddin puddin pie
You're the reason why
[..]
Peace in the Nineties
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14. _ Witness the Drift
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