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You sell your soul like you sell a piece of ass
Slave to the dead white leaders on paper Welfare cases, rapists and hoes All reinforced by your TV show Exotic and beautiful videos Yeah, a jail's a sanctuary for the walking dead Fucks with your head when every black leader ends up dead Somebody said, "Our greatest destiny is to become white" But white is not pure and hate is not pride Just 'cause civil rights is law doesn't mean that we all abide Tell me are you free? Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars Free, try to hold on to some Africa of the past One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass Everybody's just trying to make that dollar Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody No longer do I blame others for the way that we be 'Cause niggas need to redefine what it means to be free I can't even tell my brothers and sisters that they're fine This absence of beauty in their heart and mind Stopped breastfeeding the child, you put 'em on the cow And now you wonder why they act wild You see brown folks are the keepers of the earth Unifiers of the soul and mind Not these wannabe gaudy pimps and thugs Wearing diamond watches from African slave mines Perhaps to be free is to all love those who hate me And die a beautiful death and make pretty brown babies Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars Try to hold on to some Africa of the past One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass Everybody's trying to make that dollar Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody No longer do I blame others for the way that we be Niggas need to redefine what it means to be free Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars Try to hold on to some Africa of the past One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass Everybody's trying to make that dollar Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody No longer do I blame white folks for the way that we be Niggas need to redefine what it means to be free Understand young folks When you put property rights ahead of human rights Understand you're tampering with nature That's right, you see, property rights is controlled by man And human rights is controlled by nature |
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Angela Davis: "I was a member of the communist party. I'm not a member of the communist party, anymore - but I consider myself very much a socialist. So we'll get to that later."
Let's go Angela Davis: "One of the reasons why the war in Vietnam was able to happen as long as it did - was because this - of this fear of communism. And people pointed to the Vietnamese as their enemy. As if somehow or another, if the country defeated the communist enemy in Vietnam, things were gonna be okay at home." But it's a hot night Let's talk about the sign o' the times Politics In the fight of a revolutionary soul singer It's a hot night Head down to the club For pina coladas Without the alcohol And let's talk about the world y'all. Angela Davis: "And now of course, that the welfare system has been disestablished - and there are no jobs, so to speak - for, for women who are told, that if they don't work... they can only get welfare for a certain period of time and then they have to find a job. Now they haven't had the opportunity to go to an institution like this. They may not have the skills. Where are they going to find a job? And if they have children, how are they going to pay for childcare, in order to guarantee the conditions which will allow them to work?" |
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I hail from a suburb
Outside southeast No I ain't the type I don't like to run in the streets And I ain't really into none of that Uh Pimp and thug mentality But I like to smoke some weed And get close And set my mind free Can I hang with you? I ain't gonna pay your rent All I've got is Love And time To spend I ain't gonna pay your rent 'Cause all I've got is Love And time to spend Can I hang with you? Tell me Can I hang with you? I want to hang with you Yeah I got a nice car So what? Yeah, and I got a nice house too Come here It don't mean a thing Without someone there To share Give my Love to And I think that's you I just want to talk and get to know you I just want to talk and get to know you I just want to talk and get to know you Before I touch you Learn to Love you Can I hang with you? I ain't gonna pay your rent All I've got is Love And time To spend I ain't gonna pay your rent All I got is Love And time to spend I want to hang with you, baby Can I hang with you? Yeah And yes, you know you fine Yeah I ain't gonna pay your rent 'Cause all I've got is Love 'Cause I ain't gonna pay your rent 'Cause all I've got is Love Give you What you really want I ain't gonna pay your rent 'Cause all I've got is Love What you really need Tell me Can I hang with you? I just want to talk and get to know you I just want to talk and get to know you I just want to talk and get to know you Before I touch you Learn to Love you Tell me can I hang with you? I just want to talk and get to know you I just want to talk and get to know you What you really need I just want to talk and get to know you Before I touch you Learn to Love you Can I hang with you? I ain't gonna pay your rent 'Cause all I got is Love And time to spend So tell me Can I hang with you? I ain't gonna pay your rent 'Cause all I got is Love I want to hang with you Tell me can I hang with you? I just want to talk and get to know you I just want to talk and get to know you I just want to talk and get to know you Before I touch you Learn to Love you Can I hang with you? ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NDEGEOCELLO, MESHELL / CATO, ALLEN <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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| 4:00 |
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Looka here
Huh C'mon Yeah C'mon C'mon Yeah C'mon Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright Your mama got to be fine Your probably breastfed 'Cause you look all healthy Ooh With your tinted pretty eyes Put on ? With the swerve in your hip Order Can I get a drink? Yeah Yes you can Pull the bar from your purse Tip Start singin' my shit With the chorus First Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing Mmm And that's alright Girl gotcha own thing You know everybody High class Mediocre The riff raff Love is the root politic Read between the paragraph You know what you make after taxes You like get free You've been to cuba And you don't watch tv You only get greedy For the power of the p And me Yeah Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing All night And that's alright Yeah, ooh How that feel? How'd that feel baby Whatcha feel? What ya feel baby I got feel ? Looka here Huh Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright Ooh, hey Looka here What you got? C'mon Looka here I like the way you switch When you walk by Everything You know that you wanna try Don't be ashamed 'Cause I can make it feel Real Good Get it So grab your ass I mean my purse Hit me with that chorus first Check it Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense A lotta sense c'mon Runnin' through your bones Yeah And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing Mmm And that's alright Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing All night And that's alright Yeah C'mon, c'mon Yeah I said That's alright Yeah C'mon, c'mon Yeah I said that's alright Now Shit Ooh We in the pocket Yeah ? Do my thing ? Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing All night And that's alright |
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So go-go music is party music...
Slice 'em on up Slice 'em on up Slice 'em on up Slice 'em on up I'm gonna wind ya up Let me wind ya up I'm gonna wind ya up Let me wind ya up All the shorties in the house Gonna wind ya up Gonna wind ya up Now Let me wind ya up Let me wind ya up Said she was about seventeen Ooh Just young and fine She had the kind of Kisses That make you sad She liked to flirt with me Then act like she didn't know me When her friends came around But I didn't mind 'Cause when her friends weren't around Shorty and I We'd hang out real tight Just sit up and Talk But one night She wanted to see Just how far It could go Just how far I would go Hahaha Oh yeah She couldn't Love me without shame She only wanted me for one thing But you can teach your boy to do that Yeah Can you love me without shame? I need you when I feel pain And now You like to mess around I said ooh, baby babe Baby baby Trying to get up in your thing I said ooh, baby babe Baby baby So young and sweet thing Now word had been gettin' around town That shorty and I was A little bit more than just friends And see She really wasn't feelin' that So she stopped calling me Then one day I ran into her She was hanging out with this young boy That liked to take her out and buy her things Yeah And you know how we like material things Yeah Then she walked over Licked her lips And whispered in my ear And she said, You know I've missed you baby Uh I said, cool I said, tell me Tell me What do you miss? She said, Can't nobody eat my pussy The way that you do She couldn't love me without shame She only wanted me for one thing But you should teach your boy to do that Can you love me without shame? I need you when I feel pain But now You like to fuck around You like to fuck around And now you don't come around No more Can you love me without shame? You only want me for one thing You know what? You should teach your boy To do that Drop Yeah I wanna slice it up See Yes I love you Yes I love you You're so fine So sweet You're so Fine So sweet You're so fine So sweet. When I play, I watch the crowd. I watch the women. Women party - chain reaction... |
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Put your tongue
In my mouth Make me wet Run your hands Down my back Grab my ass Lay me down Spread my legs Mmm, tell me What's it like Inside me Mmm Inside me Oh yeah Inside me You're so hard Mmm, so warm baby So deep Deep Let me hold you closer Baby I won't let go Let me stroke you with my warmth Make you come Inside me Inside me My hands feel good Inside me Can't you feel So deep Yeah yeah So deep Ooh ooh yeah |
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GE 37:31 Then they got Joseph's robe, slaughtered a goat and dipped the robe in
the blood. 32 They took the ornamented robe back to their father and said, "We found this. Examine it to see whether it is your son's robe." GE 37:33 He recognized it and said, "It is my son's robe! Some ferocious animal has devoured him. Joseph has surely been torn to pieces." MT 27:5 So Judas threw the money into the temple and left. Then he went away and hanged himself. MT 27:6 The chief priests picked up the coins and said, "It is against the law to put this into the treasury, since it is blood money." 7 So they decided to use the money to buy the potter's field as a burial place for foreigners. 8 That is why it has been called the Field of Blood to this day. 9 Then what was spoken by Jeremiah the prophet was fulfilled: "They took the thirty silver coins, the price set on him by the people of Israel, 10 and they used them to buy the potter's field, as the Lord commanded me." MT 27:11 Meanwhile Jesus stood before the governor, and the governor asked him, "Are you the king of the Jews?""Yes, it is as you say," Jesus replied. |
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Let me be the rain
You thirst for Let me be the sun That you adore And let my sweet, sweet ocean Caress your shore Let your heart Search no more You're my earth Mmm Paradise I say you're my earth My earth, my my You're my earth You're my earth Sweet paradise I say you're my earth There's no place I'd rather be Your beauty is surrounding me For your tears black orchids bloom Orchids bloom My soul is fed by you Fed by you And water your birth, then death It's back to dirt Home, to you You're my earth In paradise I say you're my earth My earth, my my You're my earth You're my earth Sweet, sweet paradise I say you're my earth Sweet, sweet Mmm Sweet, sweet paradise I searched for you all over the world Yes, search Searched for you All my life I've searched, Searched for you Searched for you all my life Life Mmm Yeah Oh I Mmm I've searched, Searched for you Searched for you all my life I've searched, Searched for you Searched for you all my life Oh I Listen to my heart speak Bathe in the warmth of the morning sun Morning sun, morning sun I wait for you I wait for you Hmm Bathe in the warmth of the morning sun Morning sun, morning sun My earth Bathe in the warmth of the morning sun I wait for you, I wait for you Bathe in the warmth of the morning sun I wait for you, I wait for you Bathe in the warmth of the morning sun I wait for you, I wait for you. |
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Pleasure's the motivation for the human race
Everything starts and ends with sex and appeal Feeling good is the bait, Satan uses to fish for you and me Comfort is the poison when it's the spirit he wants to kill There's a tidal wave of mysticism Surging through our jet-aged generation It's all designed to take us to the sky There's such a need for us to feel nice and it's getting better We got to have it more than we ought to The preacher keeps promisin' satisfaction The ladies keep giving up the gratification You know what, I'm feeling better by the pound There's a tidal wave of mysticism Surging through our jet-aged generation It's all designed to take us to the sky You know what, I'm feeling better by the pound I'm feeling better by the pound Joyful is the hocus-pocus that's haunting all mankind Said he couldn't be what he needs to be you see He and only he is free well, he who is truly free Say, free from the need to be free There's a tidal wave of mysticism Surging through our jet-aged generation It's all designed to take us to the sky |
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Yeah
So its me And some other shit 'Cause it tells you Every thang that you wanna hear Buy you Say you Take you Know you Know you Soothe you And please you I Love you Until these days are gone Yeah I Love you Until these days are gone 'Cause I'll always Love You I'll always Love you Let me ease your pain Let me ease ya Ease your pain Let me ease ya 'Cause I'll always Love you I'll always Love you I said let me ease your pain Let me ease ya I said let me ease your pain Let me ease ya I'll reveal to you all I see All I see, all I see Show you the way Let me free you With the warmth of the rising sun Free you With the warmth of the rising sun Cause I'll always Love You I'll always love you Yeah Let me ease the pain Let me ease ya Ease the pain Let me ease ya 'Cause I'll always Love You I'll always Love you Yes I will I said let me ease your pain Let me ease yah I said let me ease your pain Let me ease yah Free you with the warmth of the rising sun Let me With the warmth of the rising sun With the warmth of the rising sun 'Cause I'll always Love You I'll always Love you I said let me ease your pain I said let me ease your pain Yeah 'Cause even though you break my heart My wretched soul won't forsake me Won't forsake me Yeah Cause even though you break my heart Don't forsake me Always Love you Lift me high Lift me high Lift me high Lift me high Take me high Take me high Don't forsake me Don't forsake me Hide me Only one that Loves me Only one that Loves me Only one to hold me Ease my pain Yeah. |
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Yeah
God shinin' the light He just turned on the spotlight Yo, check it The devil Put you on display Yeah I say I used to believe Everything I read Seen on TV I was way down for the revolution Until I found out It was contingent on some Corporate sponsorship And if Jesus was alive today He'd be incarcerated With the rest of the brothers While uh The devil would have a great apartment On the upper east side Be a guest V.J. On total request live God, fear and money Make the world go 'round and 'round God, fear and money I say god, fear and money Make the world go 'round and 'round God, fear and money Yes you do, lord I say Mary don't you weep Mary don't you moan Lord have mercy Come carry me home And my Love Who up in heaven Hallowed by thy name And if you truly are the shepherd Why do they want to want to destroy Slaughter all in your name Tell me God, fear and money Make the world go 'round and 'round God, fear and money Yes you do God, fear and money Make the world go 'round and 'round God, fear and money God, fear and money Make the world go 'round and 'round God, fear and money Walk the walk If you gonna talk that talk Politicians God, fear and money The devil's work is never done God The devil's work is never done The devil's work is never done God The devil's work is never done The devil's work is never done Free yourself from the chains ? The devil's work is never done Yeah God, fear and money |
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I could no longer
Hope Wish or dream As I watched the blood Pour from me I call for gabriel But he will not come There are no more angels left To comfort thee My life was not lost In war Spiritual rebellion There is no uprise I'm a victim of Hate, fear and greed Can you look my in my eye Why Have you slain me Forgive me lord As I die in vain No You have no angels to comfort me Forgive me Forgive me lord As I die No You have no angels to comfort me Another day Another day I shall not see I shall not see Or feel the sun, and earth Beneath me I don't wanna die alone So afraid ? That your father's fears Forgive me lord As I die in vain You have no angels to comfort me Say I forgive you lord As I die Have you no angels Have you no angels To comfort thee Say have you no angels Take me home I was blind Now I see That your world's so fucked That there are no more angels left To comfort me To comfort me To comfort me I forgive you lord My Lord Forgive me Forgive me Forgive me I was blind Forgive me But now I see Yeah, yeah yeah I was blind My weary soul Now I see |
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You sell your soul like you sell a piece of ass
Slave to the dead white leaders on paper Welfare cases, rapists and hoes All reinforced by your TV show Exotic and beautiful videos Yeah, a jail's a sanctuary for the walking dead Fucks with your head when every black leader ends up dead Somebody said, "Our greatest destiny is to become white" But white is not pure and hate is not pride Just 'cause civil rights is law doesn't mean that we all abide Tell me are you free? Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars Free, try to hold on to some Africa of the past One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass Everybody's just trying to make that dollar Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody No longer do I blame others for the way that we be 'Cause niggas need to redefine what it means to be free I can't even tell my brothers and sisters that they're fine This absence of beauty in their heart and mind Stopped breastfeeding the child, you put 'em on the cow And now you wonder why they act wild You see brown folks are the keepers of the earth Unifiers of the soul and mind Not these wannabe gaudy pimps and thugs Wearing diamond watches from African slave mines Perhaps to be free is to all love those who hate me And die a beautiful death and make pretty brown babies Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars Try to hold on to some Africa of the past One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass Everybody's trying to make that dollar Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody No longer do I blame others for the way that we be Niggas need to redefine what it means to be free Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars Try to hold on to some Africa of the past One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass Everybody's trying to make that dollar Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody No longer do I blame white folks for the way that we be Niggas need to redefine what it means to be free Understand young folks When you put property rights ahead of human rights Understand you're tampering with nature That's right, you see, property rights is controlled by man And human rights is controlled by nature |
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Looka here
Huh C'mon Yeah C'mon C'mon Yeah C'mon Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright Your mama got to be fine Your probably breastfed 'Cause you look all healthy Ooh With your tinted pretty eyes Put on ? With the swerve in your hip Order Can I get a drink? Yeah Yes you can Pull the bar from your purse Tip Start singin' my shit With the chorus First Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing Mmm And that's alright Girl gotcha own thing You know everybody High class Mediocre The riff raff Love is the root politic Read between the paragraph You know what you make after taxes You like get free You've been to cuba And you don't watch tv You only get greedy For the power of the p And me Yeah Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing All night And that's alright Yeah, ooh How that feel? How'd that feel baby Whatcha feel? What ya feel baby I got feel ? Looka here Huh Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright Ooh, hey Looka here What you got? C'mon Looka here I like the way you switch When you walk by Everything You know that you wanna try Don't be ashamed 'Cause I can make it feel Real Good Get it So grab your ass I mean my purse Hit me with that chorus first Check it Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense A lotta sense c'mon Runnin' through your bones Yeah And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing Mmm And that's alright Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing All night And that's alright Yeah C'mon, c'mon Yeah I said That's alright Yeah C'mon, c'mon Yeah I said that's alright Now Shit Ooh We in the pocket Yeah ? Do my thing ? Ya like to have money in your pocketbook That's alright Ya gotta lotta sense Runnin' through your bones And that's alright You like to be in the know With all the major figures And That's alright You like to hang out and shake that thing All night And that's alright |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2002-09-04
Subject : Meshell Ndegeocello - Cookie: The Anthropological Mix Tape (Warner,2002)
