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BIZZY BONE lyrics : "Father"

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


[Chorus]
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 ^!$$%s killin' ^!$$%s
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 ^!$$%s the way we took it to another level

So many rebels doing the best %#@! forever remembered
And in the killing fields, everybody's locked up
And good ^!$$%s 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


[Chorus x2]

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 ^!$$% get a range rover

%#@! 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 (*##$in' hotties

That poppin' the collar, my god I'm ^^&$#*, 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


[Chorus x2]

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 %#@!, caution
When I get to walkin', and it's mobbin', ^!$$% 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

[Chorus to fade]

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