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Afternoons f/ j. brown
03:00
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2. |
Ode to Phil
04:08
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We are here to shed light
On the unfortunate plight
Of a black man whose heights
Will never be known in whole
May God bless his soul
A Chitown night in December
Is when we begin to remember
A turn of events
With deadly consequence
My friend was losing composure
The brother couldn’t maintain
Something terrible was affecting his extraordinary brain
So he came to the conclusion that he’d get help from his mother
Having no other place to go
But the lack of self-control
Had already taken hold
And this obedient son couldn’t do as he was told
He couldn’t sit and relax
As his brain was attacked
So his mother tried restraint and in a blindness buddy pushed back
Mom fell and her leg was hurt so she called the ambulance
Buddy’s mind was full of regret Things hadn’t gone as he’d planned
The first responders showed up to help because his mom was hurt
Police looked for the criminal not the baby that she’d birthed
Around that time behind the house Buddy’s dad found Buddy grieving
He tried to console his baby boy something was wrong with him that evening
As he approached his son’s chest was heaving
Wild look deep in teary eyes
His arms opened to hug him and received the worst surprise
Buddy punched and knocked his hero down
As police officers approached their criminal had been found
Violently placing him in custody
A mouth full of blood so Buddy was unclear
When he spoke the last words his dad would ever hear
Apologetic remorse his dad trusted officers of the law
Not knowing their murderous course Because their emotions were raw
While in police custody Buddy’s temper flared so bad
That he was tasered beaten and restrained here’s where things really get sad
The cops tortured him until they thought he should be hospitalized
So they threw him in the squad car for the last ride of his life
In the hospital he still was wild but instead of sedating him to calm him
They continued the torture to death and the process of embalmment
And all I can do is write about how tragically Buddy died
Speak out for justice like that’s gonna dry the tears I cried
This won’t be swept under the rug Buddy was nobody’s thug
Business as usual was how it was played as his grave was being dug
It’s been over one year since they snatched our black, shining prince
Investigations still under way as they tamper with evidence
And all I can do is write about it and put it in a song
Hopefully the pain will go away because one of my best friends is gone
And the whole thing is so wrong Almost seems like a bad dream
The best and brightest of us all didn’t go out like a king
They abused their authority and the cops were minorities
From a quick look But sometimes what gets mistook
For black or brown skin is a badge carrying agent of evil and sin
I wish I had names to expose them
But it wouldn’t bring Buddy back
Life can drive a person crazy and that can kill you if you’re black
I would love to expose them
But it wouldn’t bring my buddy back
Life can drive a person crazy and that can kill you if you’re black
And hat can kill you if you’re black
Life can drive a person crazy and that can kill you if you’re black
Life can drive a person crazy and that can kill you if you’re black
Life can drive a person crazy and that can kill you if you’re black
Life can drive a person crazy and that can kill you if you’re black
Life can drive a person crazy and that can kill you if you’re black
Life can drive a person crazy and that can kill you if you’re black…
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3. |
Mr. Big
04:48
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Mr. Big
Intro:
You’ve done well in life but you won’t help us
You made it out the hood but you neglect us
You’re balling out of control you live so reckless
God gave you all you have so you can bless us
Intro:
Doing in well in life, but you’re too big for us
Made it out the hood, but you’re too big for us
Balling out of control, but you’re too big for us
Even if you sold your soul, you aint too big for us
Hook:
Doing in well in life, but you’re too big for us
Made it out the hood, but you’re too big for us
Balling out of control, but you’re too big for us
Even if you sold your soul, you aint too big for us
Verse 1:
Look how you’ve grown
Finished college and you’re off on your own
You won’t come back to the hood
It’s like you think you’re too good
The hood really needs
Your example and the way that you lead
Your daddy had a baseball team
So the little boys could chase their dreams
Don’t you even care
About how they selling dope over there
That’s Miss Ruthie’s niece
Walking the streets in her 2 piece
People listen to you
They watched your whole life as you grew
Have you forgotten your roots
Oh You don’t want to soil them suits
Hook:
Doing in well in life, but you’re too big for us
Made it out the hood, but you’re too big for us
Balling out of control, but you’re too big for us
Even if you sold your soul, you aint too big for us
Verse 2:
Mercedez Benz
House in the burbs
But you can’t invite friends
Like you’re a prisoner to money
Homeboy don’t be a dummy
You don’t owe us a thing
It’s just that we could use us a king
The way the kids look up to no one
I won’t hold you up looks like you gotta run
Don’t you even care
That Joey’s cousin got shot over there
We tryna shut this liquor store down
Feel like we could do it if you was around
I guess that’s how it goes
Gain the world and you lose your soul
The neighborhood is under attack
And you think you should turn your back
Hook:
Doing in well in life, but you’re too big for us
Made it out the hood, but you’re too big for us
Balling out of control, but you’re too big for us
Even if you sold your soul, you aint too big for us
Verse 3:
One of these days
Your momma’s gonna turn in her grave
Is this how you were raised
S’posed to help us live free
But you’re abandoning slaves
You could come volunteer
We could really use your help around here
You could help me draw up a plan
To mentor a boy and develop a man
Check these little girls out
They need guidance in their lives no doubt
I couldn’t ask for too much time
Your positive light, your radiant shine
All that you overcame
Is inspiration for these kids - it’s a shame
We need to see something we can believe
And guess what we see when you leave
Hook:
Doing in well in life, but you’re too big for us
Made it out the hood, but you’re too big for us
Balling out of control, but you’re too big for us
You’ve done well in life but you won’t help us
You made it out the hood but you neglect us
You’re balling out of control you live so reckless
God gave you all you have so you can bless us
Even if you sold your soul, you aint too big for us
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4. |
Powerless
02:08
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How does it feel? When you know that you are powerless?
How does it feel? When you know that you are powerless?
How does it feel? When you know that you are powerless?
How does it feel? When you know that you are powerless?
When you really should feel powerful!
Powerful!
Powerful!
When you really should feel powerful!
Powerful!
Powerful!
How does it feel? When you know that you are powerless?
How does it feel? When you know that you are powerless?
How does it feel? When you know that you are powerless?
How does it feel? When you know that you are powerless?
When you really should feel powerful!
Powerful!
Powerful!
When you really should feel powerful!
Powerful!
Powerful!
When you really should feel powerful!
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5. |
the bottom of it
05:33
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6. |
free
04:24
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I cannot be free if you can’t be free
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
My freedom is tied to you
Your freedom is tied to me
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
Freedom is supposed to be universal
Not just for your private little circle
If the next man is bound
You aint free just cause he’s not around
His bondage reflects on us all
Together we rise
Together we fall
I just want you to see
You’re not free
If I am not free
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
My freedom is tied to you
Your freedom is tied to me
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
Freedom to get out of the ghetto no sell out
Making wise decisions nobody says get the hell out
Life is spelled out and following directions
Should allow us all to get some blessings
But stressing over profits
Ignoring warnings from the prophets
Mind stuck on worldly topics
To get free we must stop it
The world’s troubles
They boil and bubble
Remove the heat
So that life can be sweet
Less war in the world
And less death on the street
Yo we all can eat
But some be stock piling
Like they somehow are safe put up on Long Island
Out the glare of the poor
That’s why I wrote the cure
And kept it pure
No manure
If you want freedom make sure you’re sure
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
My freedom is tied to you
Your freedom is tied to me
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
My freedom is tied to you
Your freedom is tied to me
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
I cannot be free if you can’t be free
My freedom is tied to you
Your freedom is tied to me
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
So let’s be free
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7. |
do something
04:00
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Some people get all sunny days
Other folks get rained on always
I have learned life aint always fair
Hard times seem to be everywhere
It’s hard to find somebody who really cares
We all feel like we have too much to bear
When it really gets sad we go to church and try to throw up a little prayer
Cause we remember grandma said that God would be there
We gotta do something
While we can
Cause the time for playing’s
Been ran out
We gotta do something
Woman, man time is running away HEY
We gotta do something
Work the plan
Understand
Time’s not on your side
We gotta do something
Woman, man time is running away
All the systems of the world
And all the governments
Will be forced to reconcile with the power
Of divine covenants
The dead in Christ rise loving it
Because in the twinkling of the eye
We will be caught up in the air
Paid for and bought way back there
On Golgotha between between two thieves
So I live like I believe
That when He comes back for His church
This trumpet player leaves
See I was paid for and bought on Golgotha
Between them two thieves
So I live like I believe
When He comes for His church I leave
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