Bizzy Bone - Father Lyrics
We all so scared cause its, its war everywhere, you knowWar everywhere(chorus)How many friends will we see die? (why we so scared cause its war everywhere)How many friends will we see cry? (its war everywhere)How many friends will we see try? (why we so scared cause its war everywhere)How many friends will we see die? (its war everywhere)All we need is a little love, and someone standing for the little cubsAnd I see brutality all over niggas killin niggasThe ghetto got them being born to be killasFlooded with drugs and tryin to get us, so get upBut dont give up, yall gotta sit upIf you last before they kill usAnd the guerillas, try come kill usPillage the village and well be winnaI love it when niggas the way we took it to another levelSo many rebels doing the best shit forever rememberedAnd in the killing fields, everybodys locked upAnd good niggas getting shot up da dadan dadaMind if I say something for mineCause its about time, to get seriousA mysterious time, blind melonsIt aint no telling, if the willingWill stop chillin, then help the childrenTurning them out, then burning them outLike morphine, waters getting shallowIts over and over the gallowA president in the drop, its on now thoughThe end of life, for now soI think its the ozone, bad to the bone boneMother nature be long goneAnd dont nobody wanna do nothing but speculateAnd all they worried about their ownWrote a song for the futureMillenium, Im in, Im hopeing it dont last untill we all pastLiving in the stars, looking through grassAboard the enterprise, recognize this, in the course of a da-da-da-da-da-da-dayAnd thats the way we sing, thats the way we playThats the way they . . now and[chorus 2x]Still got bombs from the cold war, radioactiveAnd the critics, they wont take actionThey want us to repo this to your satisfactionBut while they build more, computers keep crashingWhat about felling, pestilence dammitHow do we manage to keep standingLiving in a legacy of bitternessWith the epitimy of vigorous trips on the ships we were crammed in, slammed inOther man and them, why dont we demanding our damn moneyIf we cant get forty acres and a mule, let a nigga get a range roverShit you got time you, Im still waiting on a canoe, but it will never comeI dont even know where I come from or where Im gonna go toIm 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, chooseThe righteous and the high, look in the eyes and realize the liesFamily ties, but not even for the have-notsWho the enemy? it aint me. it aint even the policeUnless they trippin, and use that authority and start flippin, flippinLeaving dead bodies, and with them *****in hottiesThat poppin the collar, my God Im horny, ride shottyAnd tellin the kids that aint the way to live properlyGet yo monopoly and get your own propertyAnd thats the way we sing, and thats the way we playAnd thats the way they . . . now and[chorus 2x]Ooooh and the daddies and momma forgivin so we can live with usAnd all the runaways get off the busKids, put the guns down, come downIf the rest build a bridge with us, it gotta get better than thisIts head of the risk, shoulda been poor, and I been richLost so many friends to the war shit, cautionWhen I get to walkin, and its mobbin, nigga in a cryptLife is a fight to the street life, tonightI might go meet the reaper, and I will give him a hugAnd tell him thug luv won and Im so glad to meet yaAnd thats the way we sing, and thats the way we playAnd thats the way they . . . now and[chorus to fade]
