1. Hope for the Future
Why be normal when you can be weird
Why show your face when you can rock a bead
Why fly a plane when you can fly a jet
Why have a man when you can have a pet
Why smoke when you can breathe deep
Why be awake when you can go to sleep
Why take pull when you can take a hit
Why get high when you can get lit
Why be straight when you can be gay
Why say hello when you can say hey
Yo why not dance instead of sitting down
Why not smile instead of makin' a frown
Why be blue when you can be green
Why be nice when you can be mean
Why smoke crack when you can smoke dope
Why have doubt when you can have hope
There's hope for the future inside everyone
Hey Yeah
Hope for the future inside everyone
Yo why take a trip when you can stay home
Why use a brush when you can use a comb
Why be blonde when you can be red
Why let the media get to your head
Why read the post when you can read the times
Why eat lemons when you can eat limes
Why take a break when you can go all night
Why make peace when you can have a fight
Why like girls when you can like guys
Why eat cake when you can eat pies
Why like ball when you can like bill
Why take a hike when you can take a pill
Why complain when you can just cope
Why have doubt when you can have hope
Hope for the future inside everyone
Hey
Hope for the future inside everyone
Hey Hope Hey Hope
Hope for the future inside everyone
Hey
Hope for the future inside everyone
2. These Days
I took a walk yesterday not knowin' where I was goin'
and ended up in a park where I stayed until it turned dark
My eyes looked to the sky where I focused on the space between the stars
Cause it's what makes them beautiful, and I'm feelin' empty
Empty as the gas tank of the car on the side of the road
and just a little hopeless like the people tryin' to wave down some help
Why's a friend so hard to come by these days?
These days you got everything, you got ten thousand songs you can sing
You got a whole lot of people tellin' you which way to go and you go
And you know and you know it's all wrong, popcorn and politics
Armed guards and naked chicks don't mix
The melting pot is boiling over these days
I took a walk yesterday not knowing where I was goin'
not knowin' why I was movin', not knowin' what I was doin'
but tryin' to walk with some purpose, put a little meaning in my stride,
Put a little meaning in my life, why ask why
I look for answers in the sky and if the tree's could only talk to me
I'd know a lot more than I did before, than I did before
Than I did before these days
These days you got everything, you got ten thousand songs you can sing
You got a whole lot of people, tellin' you which way to go and you go
And you know and you know it's all wrong, popcorn and politics
Armed guards and naked chicks don't mix
The melting pot is boiling over these days
These days, these days, these days, these days, these days, these days
I took a walk yesterday not knowin' where I was goin'
It reminded me of how free I am
But what a slave I am to my own discontent
These days you got everything, you got ten thousand songs you can sing
You got a whole lot of people tellin' you which way to go and you go
And you know and you know it's all wrong, popcorn and politics
Armed guards and naked chicks don't mix
The melting pot is boiling over these days
3. Hey Now
Hey Now it’s only raining
You can stop complaining
You say you’re going nowhere
And you aint learning nothing
But there’s always a lesson
And there’s always a teacher
Hey now you can’t give up
Hey now it’s only living
There’s always a lesson
There’s always a teacher
Hey now hey now hey now…
4. Cool Beats With My Feet
Good drummers hard to find but I don’t pay it no mind
DJ beats are getting’ old and you’re records growing mold
Any season any time I can kick and flow a rhyme
I don’t need a drum machine cause I am a dancin’ queen
Cool beats with my feet
Drums are for bums
Any season any time I can kick and flow a rhyme
Cool beats with feet
I don’t got a band but I can jam with my hands
I don’t need a guitar to be a rock star
All I need is silence so I can play my violin
And a laugh track to carry in my back pack
So there’s a bunch of people laughin’ when my jokes whack
Cool beats with my feet
Drums are for bums
Say heck no to techno
Cool beats with my feet
With my feet
With my feet
With my feet
With my feet
My living rooms big but I still pack my gigs
I got an amp and it goes bamp bamp
I can play the keys with my knees
Cool bass with my face
With my feet
My feet
With my feet
My feet
5. Go With The Flow
The first snow has fallen in Brooklyn and somewhere in this world people are happy
Somewhere in this building is the answer to the problem with the gas heat oh yeah
But nowhere in this place is a glimmer of hope cause it’s a gray hazy day, the TV’s upstairs and rug has been cleaned of all the cat hair
And the coffee is fillin up the whole in my stomach and my lunch for the next three days is bag soup, gotta love those seven for a dollar deals it’s a steal
And you gotta love the people in the people in the people, you gotta love the places in the places in the places…
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And you gotta go, you gotta go with the, with the flow with the flow cause you don’t know, you don’t know what’s a happening
Gotta love those gloomy mornings in the ass of the world, you gotta love electric heaters that burn one side of you body and leave the other side cold, We got a place to live but we got no money to eat, Christmas put a hole in my pocket and then put one in my tummy but at least my bowels are movin cause there’s nothing like stayin on top of your shit,..got a rumble in your tummy that means that you’re about to do it, you’ll feel a little lighter hey maybe even lose a pound, somewhere in this world there’s a yodeler getting’ down…
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Somewhere there is music there is laughter there is ketchup there’s another who’s a lover and perhaps we can go match up all of the people who are alone cause they don’t answer the phone because they lost their will to be friendly
Somewhere there’s a rose bud waiting for it’s moment in the sun
Somewhere there’s a yodeler getting’ down
I don’t give a god damn about the things I should be doing
I don’t give a rats ass about the people I should be screwin’
Cause somewhere in this world there’s a whole lot of hope and a whole lot of dope
All I need is hugs and a moment of my precious time
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6. Feelin’ Like Sucka
Hi It’s Imani, I’m super peppy I had mad coffee and I’m going to climb tree’s
And oh..I want you to know
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I’ve been feelin’ like a sucka, feelin’ like a sucka lately, feelin’ like a sucka, lately.
Hi It’s Imani, I’m feelin’ grumpy, I have no friends and I need a boyfriend and I am a loser and I have a big fat tummy and I am a dummy a dummy a dummy and oh, I want you to know
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Help is anybody home tonight, I need someone to talk to, oh yeah
Please, somebody pick up the phone cause I want to bitch and moan
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7. Sun Spots
Boy you’re my flame and you shine so bright
When you’re around I turn out the light
You make me sweat with your body heat
I’m wishin the rain would come down on me
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But with the sun in my eyes I can’t see I can’t see
With the sin in my eyes I can’t see I can’t see
Boy you’re so hot you’re gonna melt me down
You got my head spinnin round and round you shine so bright
I got sun spots on my eyes I’m going blind and you’re the reason why
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Take me now wherever you may want to go
Show me how, cause I just want to know
How you do, what you do, sure I’d be cool, only if I know
Gotta wear my shades to block the light
I’m wishin the day would turn to night
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8. Hold Back the Black
How do you reach an entire nation
A twentieth century form of communication
You put it on TV cause people believe what they see and they see all kinds of stupid people on channels like WB
Here’s what’s reaching an entire nation a twentieth century form of segregation
It’s white supremacy it’s a whole new conspiracy hop hop music and R&B and all the dumb sitcoms on TV are makin all the afro Americans look silly
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Cause they want to hold back the black more rights for whites
Hold back the black, more rights for tighty whitey
Here I am stuck in the middle of it all
Digest that
Tell me why is it always the black man rapist or the black man robber?
Why are all the black women, the crack addicts with the crack babies
It’s the white people casting the shows it’s the white people writing the scripts it’s the white people who signed a dummy like M A S E
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(Commentary)
Cause they want to hold back the people more power to the government
Hold back the people more power to the government hold back the people
More power to the government…power to the people.
9. Fake is the New Real
Full speed ahead, don’t you know that rockin’ roll is dead
The girls and boys from the mickey mouse club clocked it in the head
TV makes people so tired, bored as a bird on a wire, I check the pulse as I light a match and then I set the telly on fire
Satellites and paper view the hottest stars are sparkling in your eyes
Micky D’s and dollar deals and Britney with your happy meal, I’d like to make that super size
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Tell me tell me tell me what’s the deal (repeat)
Bona fide is the old deal and fake is the new real
Take a bite out of crime as long as it’s not on your dime
If honesty will put you in jail you know that we’re livin in phony times
You say you wanna get turned on, you visit fuck me hard dot com
You take a moment and dig yourself and then you drop your cyber bomb
S E X is everywhere in video’s and magazines
Music makes me horny cause it’s loaded with pornography
X rated silver screen.
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Don’t worry baby don’t have no fear
I’m gonna make it all disappear
I’m gonna give you something that you can feel
Ain’t nothing like the real deal
I can go on for days
Bitchin bout the latest craze
Take a load off my mind
Perhaps some other time
10. I Know Karate
I can spot a pervert with my psychic sense
My sixth sense self defense
He’s got his hands in his pockets leaned up against the fence on the overpass
He’ll watch me walk on by reach out his hand to grab my ass
My my you’re such a sorry fuck now here’s an introduction to my nun chucks
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HI YA! I know Karate, It’s self defense, HI YA You better back off buddy, cause I’ll slap you silly
I saw a chicken choker chokin’ the chicken cause I got pervert radar, right outside in broad daylight, I must’ve been the broad that turned him on, he turned and looked at me and said “ooh shorty yeah shorty please me squeeze me tease me” I approached him seductively aimed for his dick then hit him with a drop kick
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11. Lock Me Up
I’ve got a rocket in my pocket
But nowhere to launch it
I’ve got an eyeball in my socket
But nothing to look at
And I’ve got a mind for madness
But people are too nice
And I’ve got thoughts in my mind nagging me all the time
And I am runnin from you, put me in a cage what the hell was I to do
This birds got wings it’s about to fly, it doesn’t do no good to try
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Lock me up in a room, but there aint no stopping me
Lock me up in a room, you can throw away the key
Lock me up in a room, this girl is gonna get free
Lock me up in a room, but there aint no stopping me
I’ve got a reason to believe, you’re not from this planet
And I’ve got a rocket in my pocket if you wanna go home
And I am grooving on the way you’re movin out of my way’
I’ve never seen you look so good, as I slam the door in your face
You can’t hold me up, you can’t try to hold me down
It’ll all come back to you when karma starts comin' around
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I am flockin'' the coup hot digging dog damn shoopdidoop
See ya later alligator maybe I won’t positively really hope I don’t
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12. Lotto
Beautiful life if money grew on trees
I played lotto today, if luck be a lady let her lead the way
Cause I’ve been broke my whole damn life but I guess I can be a rich mans wife
All I need is a dream and a dollar, don’t need education don’t have to be a scholar, walked my raggedy ass to the corner store picked five lucky numbers 1 3 2 4 5
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I’m gonna win the lottery all you poor folks just wait and see
Imma give ten million to charity and the rest is gonna be just for me
I’m gonna fix my broken back save my poppa from a heart attack
Buy an island for a get away dear lord please make this my lucky day
Numbers numbers many to choose from,, never thought it be so hard to pick some lookin' for significance in number one none, searchin' for significance in number three please
There’s more of a chance I’ll be struck by lightning the thought is frightening
There’s more of a chance for world peace in the middle east money has been necessary since there is no tooth fairy put on a grin jump in you gotta play to win..
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Dollar bill dollar bill come to me if you will, searchin' the couches for quarters checkin’ the pockets of my pants for fifty freakin' cents to get me a cup of coffee, money tree money tree shed all your leaves for me, I’m poor I’m really really poor I’m an artist who’s starving it aint so poetic its rather pathetic when you’re livin it.
Welfare's and option so is unemployment I’d rather give blood cause there’s more enjoyment minus the p[aper work and the long lines and the food stamps and the headaches.
Beautiful life if money grew on tree’s
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13. It’s raining pianos
Doesn’t matter how you choose to see it my friend
Apathy is so much worse than murder in the end
Hate someone ore love someone just do it with your heart
Give some one a kiss or punch them in the eye
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Cause it don’t mean nothing when you’re detached from your soul
Standing in the mirror just watchin yourself grow old
Lookin for answers in a bottle of candy wine
Loneliness used to be a friend of mine
What am I doing with my life
(can’t answer when your cryin)
Are things ever gonna change
(not when you are lyin to yourself)
I wanna move from new york to LA
(the scenery’s different but your minds still the same)
Where do I put the blame I’m down and out and livin in shame
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14. Jillian Jones
She was wearing no shirt, no bra, just a purse, blind folded by the tie of a strange man, took the first step into the new century, naked bare footed and tan, in ten seconds her boyfriend will receive a package with a pair of purple panties and her pet rex, attached to photo is a letter and it goes you were once my man now you’re my X, 5 Mississippi, 4 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi
Miss Jillian jones you’re livin in the danger zone, I can’t except your gift cause you’re an Indian giver, ms jillian jones you aint nothing but a bag of bones and some day your gonna find your soul lookin down at your body in the river.
15. Radio Song
Here’s another song that’s playing on the radio
Come and sing a song it’s always great to know
Tonight my song is playin in the radio
Turn the light off it’s the only way to go
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One moment it time
One moment to listen to me
So lend me your ear
Give me your attention please
Hear the music fallin from the stereo
Tell them listen to my singing on the radio
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Tell them all to see the candy rain
Tell them all to listen listen to my pain
Turn it down turn it turn it way down low
Just another song they’re playin on the radio
16. Desperado
It’s valentines day I’m gonna find me a date
We can have some dinner and mate
Where will I find him I’ll pick up the phone
Dial a bunch of numbers and see who’s alone
I dialed 247 6339 Hey how you doin’?
I’m feelin' fine
Do you want some company? Yes I would like that G
Are you feelin’ sexy, yes I am real horny
Where would your apartment be? 20th and Avenue C apartment 6D
I’ll be there at three, I walked through the door and then saw a man
He seemed pretty nice he gave me his hand
We sat on the couch and talked for a while he was cute and funny he had an active smile
He showed me some candies and said pick a flavor but first you have to do me a favor
Go to the grave yard dig yourself a grave never that you’re here you’ll never be saved
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Don’t let your desperation bring you to a place shouldn’t be
Don’t let your desperation bring you to a place where you can’t breathe
Saturday night and I’m lonely as hell, need advice on love can you tell
I turned on the tube some late night TV saw a psychic hotline first three minutes are free I dialed 1800 216 3488 hey how ya doin, II’m feelin great, can I have your birth date
April 6th 1978, do you believe in fate, in fate I contemplate
I paused for a minute put a flame to a candle stick then wondered why she had to ask me shouldn’t she know isn’t she the psychic I said, wait a minutes, she said hey it’s your dime, first three minutes are up now it’s five ninety nine.
You’ll work all your life till your bill is all paid, now that you’ve called you’ll never get laid.
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I dug a grave for myself for the devil
I bust my ass every day to pay my phone bill
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17. Meet Me At The Beach
Meet me at the beach, when the sun is down
When the moon goes up and the stars are all around
I’ll be waiting there people everywhere
Come and join the fun, fun for everyone
And when the night is through and there’s nothing left to do
I’ll be holding you, yeah I’ll be holding you.