Clocks in Sync with mine
Driving down Hwy 85
Pull over to a fancy restaurant
want lil collard greens and candid yams
The waitress say greens? We don't have that man
Well misses what exactly is caviar?
Is it sumptin we could eat and drive in a car?
If not please jest give me lemon water on ice!
Cuz on a day like this that a be just as nice
I don't where we're going but we're gone
Where we'll end kup I don't know but that's ok
All I know is that we're going together
And the world will just have to wait
I don't where we going but we're goin
When I'm with you things is always fine
I don't feel so outta of place with you
Cause your clock is set sync with mine
We see people walkin' down the street
People are the best part of nature to me
I wanna be just like my little son
Excited from the little things & having fun
See he's only been here for a short two years
Don't got alot of scares & hardly got no fears
And baby you's the bomb cuz your the same as me
from the same pad we're two weird peas
Chorus
Da Da Da
The Hey Song
Step into my world for 1 day, just one
To some it be a ridiculous case of boredom.
Too others it be exciting as wild kingdom,
2 Me it be as bumpy as them roads in Brooklyn.
Fayetteville be my base my place to relax
Deep within the bush & barely on the map
Phat things of God around me when I do tracks
And blastin' thru my walls ya hear that ole boom bap
My queen & seed be maxin cuz the chores be taxin
At least one flick a week be our way of relaxin.
Drop off the baby at grams and mellow best. Then take a walk around the lake
to get our brains undressed.
Bare backed cerebrals make for good cathedrals
Ya body be yo temple so its best to keep it simple
Yo I rock this microphone with years of rap in my belt.
My voice clear as digital but with warmth so its felt.
Breath control on point, no darthvader here
So [adjust the bass & treble make my mic sound clear]
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Heyy
Come to my show, ya know I rocks better live
Hit U with the new, then dig into archives
Speech is big mouth Huge grill much teeth
Been doin nice routines since the age of the drill teams
Now I'm like a wu organization or an Indie nation
On musical levels fit to get wit music festivals
But on the D.L. check the vibe I omit
Cold rock a party wit that funky
Our Image
I walk down the street not with a knot inside my pockets it
gets hard where i'm at
mistake if one thinks you can live phat, I sold alot of records been on
tour with band or dat. With rap skills i won't fold bills unless i'm wise.
Been advised to be cool and let my money earn. I max out wit Larry lar cuz
he's concerned about my well-being won't catch me spendin' doe skiing acting
podgy. Tour any city got mad folk who will odge me. Hip hop somewhat builds
family. Listeners and such feel like they know me. Yet I got fam, deep deep
fam in the kingdom. There's halls with fans wanting me to rock songs so I
sing em. talkin bout freedom, like Marley soft though hardly.
hard core rugged and raw like Mental Menace here to brawl. Lyrically that is
& spiritually i handle biz. In my house hold we watch nick @ night. i make
money from music but it ai't my whole life. Real is raising my seeds and
makin' blameless my wife cuz she's there for me to pull me from strife. And
at night I'm quick to rock a mic ad humble yo might. Show you the diff
between fad & fact and give you stage fright. Inside the sea of darkness I
give ships direction and sight. A yo I'm Speech...
Mountain of Lonely
Verse
There is somethin on me baby (baby baby)
Somethin desperate on my mind
It's got somethin to do with us gettin married (yeah yeah)
Cuz a good women is hard to find
Please except my apology for such up front behavior
But I don't feel We got a whole lot of time
whole lot whole lot
Change
Bouncin' to th beat of life is killing me
It's driving me crazy drivin me crazy girl
Chorus
The Mountain of Lonley's so high
too high too climb
2nd Verse
Let me show U my urgency baby
while all my other friends is going backwards (they been goin backwards)
Girl I wanna go forward head straight (Uh)
If U just let me be yo king girl
We'll be one in the flesh together
battlin all this mess
(change)
Chorus
Let me show (you) my urgency baby (huh huh)
I'm a merchant you're a pearl to (climb)
For you I'd sell everything in the world yeah
(yes I would)
I walk down the street not with a knot inside my pockets it
gets hard where i'm at
mistake if one thinks you can live phat, I sold alot of records been on
tour with band or dat. With rap skills i won't fold bills unless i'm wise.
Been advised to be cool and let my money earn. I max out wit Larry lar cuz
he's concerned about my well-being won't catch me spendin' doe skiing acting
podgy. Tour any city got mad folk who will odge me. Hip hop somewhat builds
family. Listeners and such feel like they know me. Yet I got fam, deep deep
fam in the kingdom. There's halls with fans wanting me to rock songs so I
sing em. talkin bout freedom, like Marley soft though hardly.
hard core rugged and raw like Mental Menace here to brawl. Lyrically that is
& spiritually i handle biz. In my house hold we watch nick @ night. i make
money from music but it ai't my whole life. Real is raising my seeds and
makin' blameless my wife cuz she's there for me to pull me from strife. And
at night I'm quick to rock a mic ad humble yo might. Show you the diff
between fad & fact and give you stage fright. Inside the sea of darkness I
give ships direction and sight. A yo I'm Speech...
Slave of it All
Reachin' feeling to find my way back home
I've been strugglin with who I am
For twenty eight years too long
I can't escape it, the T.V., the visions
of death, flesh, money and all
So much bombardment I feel like I'm enslaved
Whipping me when I dare to rebel.
Chorus
Woo, woo, yeah! I feel like a slave of it all- Bah da bah de ahh
The outcasts' & the nerds
The crazy nuts in the nuthouse
The homeless bums in the street
more likely know more truth than U & me.
Brains plugged into the machinery
Our hearts are so far from the real truth.
The truths seems so blurry
Please give me eyes to see.
Chorus
Woo, woo, yeah! I feel like a slave of it all.
Historians say know your history, or you're doomed to repeat it.
Yet we repeat history over and over again.
For centuries, politicians bark about bringing in a new age,
I ask when will this new age finally begin?
Music mags say the musician can save us
So we rush to empty the bins.
Musicians say we can't save ya-
This crazy cycle never ends.
I think I get the picture,
I'm posed to play these games til I'm dead & gone.
Then its too late and a new batch of contestants are born.
We keep chasin' after the latest "freedom"
New car, new job, new love
I believe the only true freedom
Rests with god above!
Real Love
Like them homeless people laying under bridges.
Like the woman caught in the act of cheatin on her mister
Like the owner of a credit card over limit/ when times is hard,
Aint got no money for my children
Chorus
Of all the hard times I've endured
Ain't nothin that real love can't cure
Of all the hard times that I feel
Ain't nothin that real love can't heal
Sometimes life brings me embarrassment
People waitin to see you fall flat on your face and all, baby.
I'm trying to keep it on tight now but things Don't seem to workout right
and um I' m trying to keep my life straight yeh.
Chorus (2 times)
Of all the hard times I've endured
Ain't nothin that real love can't cure
Of all the hard times that I feel
Ain't nothin that real love can't heal
Change
Lord knows that times can be rough
And so rare is someone with real love
I know the times when I feel the lowest
When I feel its my last breath
That's when I'll accept your real love
Chorus fade out
The List Goes On
I'm in harmony with trees & dirt
I flirt with skys and clouds and scream out loud like Tarzan I'm a jungle
man
Nappy hair, I dare to go there in my skirts and loud shirts. Seeking quiet
rebellion against the status quo they're selling.
I was a political terrorist in my past life. Now I prepare a list of
potential disciples for Jesus Christ now ain't that somethin'.
I'm a merchant in search of pearls.
I'm a traveler around the world.
I'm a man of inexpensive means
Livin' life and feelin' free
Chorus
The List Goes On-n-n-n-n-n-n (The List goes on & on)
(repeat)
I'm in lack of faith sometimes. The devil renders me blind
Leaving me dependent--dependent on my sins.
Spiritual warfare under my hair
Angels on the front lines trying to cast out demons and the beast that live
within' me
I was a political terrorist in my past life. Now I prepare a list of
potential disciples for Jesus Christ now ain't that somethin'.
It's all relative in the world ya live
It's only one path to avoid the wrath
All of this inside my vibe now ain't that somethin'
chorus
It Takes A Village
It takes a village not one not two not three
Yo children are the seeds its up to us where they land
If they land on fertile soil then the crop will sure expand
If they land on concrete no harvest will we reap
Have we gone too far to see that there's no nation without God
A mighty kingdom without it-is like cotton candy in your mouth
I kick disciple flavor from a place that deep down south
Cows, chickens, hogs, slop, manure, horses, frogs
My boots get mighty muddy in the fields as I work
Remember me the one that said to dig yo hands in the dirt
Kick realistics statistics from a source that defies physics
The bible is the tool for survival in this cruel world
Where the child is left out to be devoured
You fornicated as you dated then you left out like a coward
Now its time to repent pay lent to the lord
so U too can afford to have a village.
Chorus
It Takes a whole village to raise a child
As a kid I felt that I was in an army where no one could ever harm me.
Invincible in youth-how far from the truth
In 1996 kids carry gats in back packs
Metal detectors in certain sectors on the school map
Parents are afraid of the children that they done made.
Like Dr. Frankensteins scientific escapades.
Were all in Christopher Tracey's parade
Unless we profess to fix the problem we done made
Remember that the children will be strong but we must
guide them to be
Don't expect em to grown you must instill maturity
Whether they be black, white, yellow, brown or red tinted beings
Take the slack for those parents, that is ghost on the scene. So...
Chorus
In October of 94 me and my girl had a baby
outta wedlock he was born so we repent to ease the scorn
Pray for guidance in these days of rampant immorality
Got married, made the vows, now keep em for eternity
So all the sisters that be hoping U can have a part of me
Back on off cuz keeping hope alive's in vain unless your Jessee
We can be friends and we can watch each others back
If we see each others children in deep trouble or actin wack cuz.
Chorus
