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Bizzy Bone - Father
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We all so scared cause its, its war everywhere, you know War everywhere (chorus) How many friends will we see die? (why we so scared cause its war everywhere) How many friends will we see cry? (its war everywhere) How many friends will we see try? (why we so scared cause its war everywhere) How many friends will we see die? (its war everywhere) All we need is a little love, and someone standing for the little cubs And I see brutality all over niggas killin niggas The ghetto got them being born to be killas Flooded with drugs and tryin to get us, so get up But dont give up, yall gotta sit up If you last before they kill us And the guerillas, try come kill us Pillage the village and well be winna I love it when niggas the way we took it to another level So many rebels doing the best shit forever remembered And in the killing fields, everybodys locked up And good niggas getting shot up da dadan dada Mind if I say something for mine Cause its about time, to get serious A mysterious time, blind melons It aint no telling, if the willing Will stop chillin, then help the children Turning them out, then burning them out Like morphine, waters getting shallow Its over and over the gallow A president in the drop, its on now though The end of life, for now so I think its the ozone, bad to the bone bone Mother nature be long gone And dont nobody wanna do nothing but speculate And all they worried about their own Wrote a song for the future Millenium, Im in, Im hopeing it dont last untill we all past Living in the stars, looking through grass Aboard the enterprise, recognize this, in the course of a da-da-da-da-da-da-day And thats the way we sing, thats the way we play Thats the way they . . now and [chorus 2x] Still got bombs from the cold war, radioactive And the critics, they wont take action They want us to repo this to your satisfaction But while they build more, computers keep crashing What about felling, pestilence dammit How do we manage to keep standing Living in a legacy of bitterness With the epitimy of vigorous trips on the ships we were crammed in, slammed in Other man and them, why dont we demanding our damn money If we cant get forty acres and a mule, let a nigga get a range rover Shit you got time you, Im still waiting on a canoe, but it will never come I dont even know where I come from or where Im gonna go to Im headed to the mother land, but will I be accepted by the brotha man? Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, choose The righteous and the high, look in the eyes and realize the lies Family ties, but not even for the have-nots Who the enemy? it aint me. it aint even the police Unless they trippin, and use that authority and start flippin, flippin Leaving dead bodies, and with them bitchin hotties That poppin the collar, my God Im horny, ride shotty And tellin the kids that aint the way to live properly Get yo monopoly and get your own property And thats the way we sing, and thats the way we play And thats the way they . . . now and [chorus 2x] Ooooh and the daddies and momma forgivin so we can live with us And all the runaways get off the bus Kids, put the guns down, come down If the rest build a bridge with us, it gotta get better than this Its head of the risk, shoulda been poor, and I been rich Lost so many friends to the war shit, caution When I get to walkin, and its mobbin, nigga in a crypt Life is a fight to the street life, tonight I might go meet the reaper, and I will give him a hug And tell him thug luv won and Im so glad to meet ya And thats the way we sing, and thats the way we play And thats the way they . . . now and [chorus to fade]
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