Bizzy Bone - Father lyrics

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We all so scared cause its, its war everywhere, you know

War everywhere

How many friends will we see die? (Why we so scared cause it's war everywhere)

How many friends will we see cry? (It's war everywhere)

How many friends will we see try? (Why we so scared cause it's war everywhere)

How many friends will we see die? (It's 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 don't give up, ya'll gotta sit up

If you last before they kill us

And the guerillas, try come kill us

Pillage the village and we'll 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, everybody's locked up

And good niggas getting shot up da dadan dada

Mind if I say something for mine

Cause it's about time, to get serious

A mysterious time, blind melons

It ain't no telling, if the willing

Will stop chillin', then help the children

Turning them out, then burning them out

Like morphine, waters getting shallow

It's over and over the gallow

A president in the drop, it's on now though

The end of life, for now so

I think it's the ozone, bad to the bone bone

Mother Nature be long gone

And don't nobody wanna do nothing but speculate

And all they worried about their own

Wrote a song for the future

Millenium, I'm in, I'm hopeing it don't 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

that's the way they . . now and

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 don't we demanding our damn money

If we can't get forty acres and a mule, let a nigga get a range rover

Shit you got time you, I'm still waiting on a canoe, but it will never come

I don't even know where I come from or where I'm gonna go to

I'm 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 ain't me. It ain't 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 I'm horny, ride shotty

And tellin' the kids that ain't the way to live properly

Get yo monopoly and get your own property

And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play

and that's the way they . . . now and

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

It's 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 it's 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 I'm so glad to meet ya"

And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play

and that's the way they . . . now and