get these mother haters off my back I know why they hatin' 'cause I'm sittin' on stacks Now I'm steady chillin' and I'm spending all that I'm a big
candle stick, I'm not a convict so fuck politics, I'm not Catalic, but a lunatic. But I'ma set all that shit aside, I'm not blond hair or blue
go do it - do it - do it And I'm here and I'm there And I'm big bad E and I'm everywhere So just throw your hands up in the air And party hard like
, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, oh yeah. I'm so glad I'm living and gonna tell the world I am, I got me a fine woman and she says that I'm her man, One thing
no place special You see that summer storm brewing in the southern sky By the time it hits here I'll be dancing high and dry To rhythm and blues On Cotton
, play it again" Let your body collide to the rhythm provided By the mind state affairs classified And make your heat up and flare, I swear A serenade, a soul and so beware And
need for me to bluff Cause what I'm about to do is set the mood just so you get picture Let the rhythm get fly hitcha I will lead the peoples witcha Sway
manifold Only to reveal scrolls and scrolls Premeditated to be dedicated to lost souls Properly educated, never sloppily operated Playing the beats for all my people incarcerated We stay in the streets and
hole Digging to the rhythm and the echo of a solitary siren One that pushes me along and leaves me so Desperate and Ravenous I'm so weak and powerless
And the rhythm of the rockin' rails is all they feel Mamas with their babies asleepin' Are rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rockin'
I'm dank time for me to lay down the law: who's raw? you saw the blues and the shoes of the writer stronger than a siskel and your like a side bar artery
capone I'm all that=20 The only difference between me and alsy palsy is i=d5m black, jack. king M= E No clownin' 'cause I'm crownin' like a (jew) And
candle stick, I'm not a convict so fuck politics, I'm not Catalic, but a lunatic. But I'ma set all that shit aside, I'm not blond hair or blue eyed
So much canned heat in my heals, yeah Gonna dance, gonna dance my blues away tonight You know I'm gonna dance my blues away You know this boogie is for
is for real Only the wind can blow the answer And she cries to me when I'm asleep She says you know that you can go much faster I know that peoples'
back of palmdale Where the turkey farmers run, I done Made up my mind And I know I'm gonna go to sun Village, good God I hope the Wind don't blow It
landscape is my mandate I'm highly animated even though I'm decomposin' So if your feet is frozen, I'm a die to see you rapin' And when the MC rhyme and
And rolls along past houses, farms, and fields Passing trains that have no name, and freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of the rusted