Atmosphere

Party For the Fight to Write

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intro: This is one of those songs you can clap along too...[Slug]Hides the eyes beneath the bill of the capWalks amoungst the flies that hover over the matHe lies, but only when there`s a reasonMentions life by the tragedy, the comedy, the seasonPoor at handling and managing incomeGot enough love to pass around and then someBeen done, that there a name you can trustRead the whole match book and put a flame to the brushGood with packs, and rips up sacksPut the show in biz, try to give what you getWhen you let him run free with the thoughtPull the line in, try to see what you caughtI ain`t all that bad, but I ain`t all that greatI Went back to the lab and began to mutateWait. I still look the same, still got the same dumb nameAin`t a damn thing changedBut if you like surprises, I know of a partyWhere they all dance around to your heart beatBring your own agenda and embrace your flawsLets put a face on this common causechorus:And he said some got pencils and some got gunsSome know how to stand and some of them runWe don`t get along, but we sing the same songParty for the fight to write, and write onStay gold Pony Boy, stay true outspokenMake a record Mr. Gangster and get `em all openThe theories, the stories, the truths, the mythsIts all therapy, on top of turntablistsThis indutry`s big, so big in fact (and fat?)We can all get some, and we can give some backAnd if its done correct, we`ll make more than noiseSo pick it up, and pick me up when you`re bored with the toysAs a child Hip Hop made me read books,And Hip Hop made me wanna be a crookAnd Hip Hop gave me the way and something to sayAnd all I took in return is a second lookSon, you`re shook, cuz ain`t no such thing as half way thereGettin` good at actin` like you just don`t careThe circle of life trying to make it square conditionAnd self sit stillAnd Still.. where have all the sheep goneBurnt down the farm and turned the TV onJohn Coltrine, Marvin Gaye and Bob Marley all get invitations to my partychorusAnd if I spent anymore time inside my headI`d probably need some leather straps attatched to my bedAnd if I go another day without eating a mealI`m gonna show you what it means to keep it realAnd if they keep shootin` guns up and down my blockI Swear to God I`ll be the first one to call the copsAnd if I gotta hear that song ever againYou gonna have to share some of that beer my friendThey mistake me as happy-go-luckyJust another base-head bobbin` nobodyBut from where I stand, they sould like spiesFillin` all the children`s head with liesWell alright, get your money rightBut right now tonight I want you to pick a sideSo when you got your power and you got your chedderLet`s get together soldier over throw this hold and make these roads betterBring it on.. he said bring it on (right now)Ain`t nothin` but a party y`all... lets get it onchorus

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