| P.O.S. – De La Souls Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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We should be able to just run this Should be fine I’m recording with no shoes on It’s wonderful I am P.O.S. I be the new generation of slaves Here to make papes off this land corporations rape From that life I'm tryin' to separate But I guess I'm livin' dreams ‘cause my rent's always a month late Product of an East German black Who kissed the neck, of a pretty woman named Grace But he left my life just a little too soon Didn't see me catch the Doomtree fame As we go a little somethin' like this Look mom, no protection, no I got a baby boy by the name of Jake And I been tryin' to play the cowboy to rustle in the dough And I think I'm getting' better every passin' day I'm not an early bird, plus the feathers' all black So by the time I catch an apple, usually it's rind But it's a must to decipher one's girl From the round, sweet apples that are rotten on the inside I cherish my free time But I maximize so my soul needs to unwind I wanna see the stars be the moon to my sun [But I'm always on the run, run, run] I fake to all these hard-case kids I raise a black fist But won't say nigga in the things I write And I don't say faggot ’Cause I don't think it's right I know my boy struggled with that for over half his life I guess we got our own lives to live But I'm stretched too thin, tryin' to build a kingdom to rule And I think to the past sometimes And dang man, it's bad, see I kinda acted like a fool But I've apologized to the lives that I've touched Wrong pride, to the back, move ahead strong But I can safely say I've never played a woman without karma catchin' up later on I try to walk the right side of the tracks But I've hopped a couple trains Mom would cry if she knew the haps But I can stand who I am And face the day straight Knowin' not a thing can change what I be singin' No one will ever be, like me No one will ever be, like me And I know I'm not a bad guy when I try to do what's right Everyone who comes to me don't understand or see my plight Everything I've ever done, all the plans I've had inside I was Mr. Gone Wrong in way, so I gave up and said [Alright] So now I do what I can, I'm [Alright] Stand up like Mama raised me [Alright] I was dope from the bottom And pulled a flush I've been livin’ with my chips all in And I'm still in see No one will ever be, like me No one will ever be, like me I am P.O.S. I be the new generation of slaves Here to make papes off this land corporation's rape From that life I'm tryin' to separate But I guess I'm livin' dreams ‘cause my rent's always a month late And lookin' back it seems I've always been a step behind Little off track and feelin' no one shared a frame but mine Listenin' to records in my room to escape Found some things I could relate with, I wore out the tape We said When I lose, every time I win, ‘cause No one will ever be, Messin' up stuff or doin' things wrong Quite like me No one will ever be, like me No one will ever be, like me No one will ever be, like me No one will ever be, like me |
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| Defiance, Ohio – Hair Pool Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I know some of these lyrics are incorrect, but I know they're more complete than the ones already listed. Feel free to make corrections. I'll tell you in street intersections 'Cause they give you a place to go Give meanings to lines on maps And tell you how you're gonna to get home Now I'm back here in the Midwest Where everything's familiar and sincere And everything's external Nothing just happened to you here In between coasts Looking for what it was you lost on 2nd street Forgot what it was on Washington And you let it go, you let it go, you let it go Because you know that map book's long gone We're still in town, now isn't that fun? Yeah, isn't that fun? Now I know there's been some hard times And I don't mean you and me You're over believing', back to forgettin' And you're turning on TV And what you see just makes you numb And the headlines all become a blur And the years and the lies scroll by n the bottom of that screen, like desert sand And we're entrenched in a mess Embedded in our beds, sleepin' in What I wouldn't give to want to live like I once did Looking for what you lost on 2nd street Starin' through the windows of my friends And I can see all their loveliness Imagining all the clocks ticking and Big black clouds over their heads And we're waitin' for the hesitation to end This town is way too small To ever need the bus So meet me at the pool That they keep unlocked all night For us |
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