Sticky Pistil

Song lyrics from new Sticky Pistil CD Have You Forgotten and Hi-Fi Superfly

Ego Trippin'

words and music by m. hershiser

ego trippin' - i'm always on my mind
ego trippin' - i gotta get whats mine
i'll get the big house at the top of the hill
i'll get the big phat ride with a gold out grille
because i'm ego trippin' - i'm always on my mind

gold diggin' - money is my sign
gold diggin' - got money on my mind
say you love me baby - like i love myself
say you got alot of money baby
so i don't get somebody else

ego trippin' - i me me mine
ego trippin' - mine all mine - i'm gettin mine all mine
my love, my life, my needs, my rights,
my greed, my obsessions, my position, my possessions,
my god how i love myself
you know i love my status and i love my wealth
i love my money - my well bred disposition
my people how i love the recognition
so say you love me baby like i love myself
like you love nobody else
say you love me like i love myself
say you'll never love nobody else
oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
i'm ego trippin'

420 (Miracle Mix)

words by m. hershiser
music by s. kesson and s. perry

its gettin critical, hypocritical, chronic, ironic, gettin physical
its gettin hydroponic and i want it, so i'm getting socially political
because its medical, mythical, magical and mystical
mental, physical and spiritual, well some are callin it a miracle

because its minimal, it isnt criminal,
so i'm gettin vocal and subliminal
i'm gettin tactical, practical, radical and cynical
i'm gonna organize, normalize, we gotta legalize
possession of marijuana - all rise

i'm gettin logical, psychological, because your logic is illogical
your laws are pathological, fanatical, tyrranical and diabolical
its only a botanical, its ecological, it isnt chemical its natural
and so i'm gettin factual, lyrical, and some are callin it a miracle

America's Baby

words and music by m. hershiser

baby gettin crazy, everybody got a gun
1,2,3, bang, everybody run
got a fifth grade killer at eleven with a nine
shootin up the body and its blowin my mind
'cause baby gettin crazy, yeah baby got a gun
got a drive-by bullet in an innocent one
finger on the trigger, a little girl is dead
the hole is gettin bigger and its fuckin with my head

the hole is gettin bigger
my baby got a finger on the trigger
my baby got a hand on the gun
my baby never, never got a chance to be young
the hole is gettin bigger
everything is gettin really hard to figure
its gettin really hard to survive
sometimes its hard just stayin alive

baby gettin crazy, got everybody stunned
when a twelve year old said he didn't care none
took the life of another mothers son
said he did it for the thrill, he did it just for fun
'cause baby gettin crazy, yeah baby got a gun
got a drive-by bullet in an innocent one
finger on the trigger a little boy is dead
the hole is gettin bigger and its fuckin with my head

fifteen with a bullet, got your finger on the trigger and you pull it
it shouldn't have to be all that but sometimes where your from got you right where your at
my baby seen some real hard times, heard some real hard lines, got some real hard rhymes
forty fives and nines, channel fives and nines and violent crimes
you know my baby seen all of that, yeah my baby's watchin all of that
now my baby's walkin all of that, talkin all of that, and that where were at
left holdin the trigger, watchin as the hole is gettin bigger
a hole made of lead, is fuckin with my head.......

'cause americas baby got a gun
1,2,3, bang, everybody run
got a fifth grade killer at eleven with a nine
shootin up the body and its blowin my mind
'cause baby gettin crazy, yeah baby got a gun
got a drive-by bullet in an innocent one
finger on the trigger, a little girl is dead
the hole is gettin bigger and its fuckin with my head

She Said Love

words by m. hershiser
music by s. kesson and s. perry

she said she'd always been a dancer and she loved the way
that she thought i knew the answer but i would not say
she said it seems as though our love is here to stay
she said our troubles seem so far away

and she said love is all there ever was - love is all there is
she said love is what it's all made of
she said love is all you'll ever be - love is you and me
she said love is all you'll ever need

and baby love, baby all you need is love - love is all you need
baby love, baby all you see is love - love is all you need
baby love, baby all you need is love - love is all you need
baby love, baby all you see is love

she said she'd always been a dancer and she loved the way
that she thought i knew the answer but i would not say
she said tomorrow seems so far away
she said it seems our love is here today

Get a Job (Live)

words by m. hershiser
music by s. kesson and s. perry

went out on a journey 'cross this great big land, to see what i could see
'cause i did a couple years at the unm, but i didn't know what i should be
when the pressure frome the professor come, it was more than i coud bear
the expectations of my parents, and the emphasis to cut my hair

the said "work, work, get a job boy, yeah work, work, get a job"

there's gotta be more to life than get an education then you get a job
i'm only 21 years old and i'm feeling like my life's been robbed
my dad he's always been a working man says
"son you know what you gotta do"
i said "yeah dad but can i borrow some dough
til my carrer comes through"

he said "work, work, get a job son, work, work, get a job boy"

well get a job boy you gotta work,
gotta work from the 9 to the 5 each day
well get a job boy, you gotta work, gotta work,
gotta work it til you're old and gray
well get a job boy, you gotta work, gotta work,
gotta work those fingers to the bone
well get a job boy, but i said dad check it out now
i got other plans of my own
because i'm mad dad, i'm leaving home
because i'm mad dad i'm going alone
because i'm mad dad, on my own
because i'm mad dad, how 'bout a loan

Miles Beyond (Live)

words by s. kesson - "slay that dragon" rap words by m. hershiser
music by s. kesson and s. perry

sitting on the board of the trip hop alliance
we value innovation, we advocate defiance
we're not selling angst and we're not selling sorrow
we're fucking up heads with the sound of tomorrow
gotta hi-fi superfly soul powered spaceship
open up your mind baby take a little trip
ring-a-ding-ding it's boarding time
bring it on, bring it on, i'll take you miles beyond

we got hot wars and cold wars and drug wars and rapists
well it seems only natural that you want to escape sometimes
so stop the fighting for tonight and just roll with the rhymes
past novas and quasars on the wing of a song
bring it on, bring it on, i'll take you miles beyond

i don't know where we're going, what distant fields we may be sowing
baby feeling fine all the time now, baby watching stars flying by now
i don't know where we're going, what distant fields we may be sowing
baby feeling fine all the time now, baby watching stars flying by now

"for knowledge i thirst
so i go deeper and deeper and deeper into the universe
i'm witnessing a planets birth
then i'm watching and waiting when a planet bursts
to wake you and take you by the hand
a breakthrough as i make you understand
the lesson in life thats had you guessin
stressin pressin the question
who what why where its at
i swear its that you share it fair thats where its at
as easy as one two three then you'll be free
then your gonna look and see me
but to some they can't they won't i don't exist
they're looking for liquid i'm a mist
lost adrift in the abyss
in bliss and ignorance they missed the gyst
of the truth that i'm saying
now with clenched fists they're praying
playing like i'm coming back and saving the day
paying someone else to come and show them the way
straying further and further away
slay that dragon everyday
straying further and further away
slay that dragon"

President's Day

words and music by m. hershiser

he got a ford on lincoln's birthday
but there's a killer on the loose
if that parade is held in dallas
that man will rob him of his youth

the lincoln looked so continental
so long and sleek and black
the rear doors were suicidal
and there were bloodstains in the back

some say the bullet it was lonely
but then others say they lie
and if you listen very closely
well you can hear the widows cry

so if you're ever down in dallas
won't you please pray for rain
remember me on president's day
a celebration of pain

admission used to cost a penny
but there's a killer on the loose
the theater is closing early
'cause there's a killer in the booth

and our american cousin
was up on stage when he died
some said he gave a good performance
but then others said he lied

and i think money is the motive
'cause now it costs five dollars at the door
they'll say you're paying for your freedom
as civil men send you to war

so if you're ever down in gettysburg
my address is the same
remember me on president's day
a celebration of shame

The Sound of Industry

word and music by m. hershiser

this is the sound of industry
the luxury of a brand new car
an air conditioned living room
a heated pool and bar

this is the sound of industry
as graveyards fill with broken steel
plastic cash and plastic trash
and wounds that never heal

this is the sound of industry
detroit and pittsburg in july
the smoke stacks up, the traffic backs up
and the acid rains from the sky

this is the sound of industry
of life made easy, damn life's been good
we gather 'round the last tree
breathe in deeply, knock on wood

Industry

words by m. hershiser
music by s. kesson and s. perry

here you are on this planet earth
acting like you're running the universe
you're ripping all the trees from the ground
you got that ugly industrial sound going
i'm choking on dead air
how did you kill the air
you killed the air, you kept the cash
the shit aint fair, someone should kick your ass

here i am on this planet earth
this is my home, this is my place of birth
but now my world is getting stabbed and beaten
stolen, stripped, raped and left beeding
i'm choking on dead air
how do you kill the air
you killed the air, you kept the cash
the shit aint fair, someone should kick your ass

your industrial revolution
is choking on its own pollution
your industrial seduction
is soaking in its own destruction
your industrial revolution
is choking on its own pollution
your industrial seduction
is soaking in its own corruption

Captain America (Live)

words and music by s. kesson

captain america, whatcha gonna do now
rat-a-tat-tat and a click, bang, pow
why you always choose the violent solution
why you choke the world with your minds pollution
why you always got your flags unfurled
why do you hate the people of the third world
what you gonna do to win the next poll
what you gonna do to redeem your soul
why are you so obsessed with winning
tell me why do you hate your women

captain america, whatcha gonna do now
why all the guns, why all the cops
when's it gonna end, is it ever gonna stop
cambodia, thailand, guatamala, sudan
how will you ever wash the stains from your hands
you ain't nothing but a bullet, there ain't no sense in it
now your kids are getting shot every 23 minutes

you better think about it (yeah don't be a fool)
you better read about it (they don't teach this in the schools)
you better learn about it, talk about it
it's time to face your history (captain america)
you can't erase your history (whatcha gonna do now)

you got your mad fly cars and your high rise shacks
atomic generators, italian slacks
eating every kind of food, taking every kind of pill
destruction of the world, yo i think you better chill
captain america, whatcha gonna do now huh
rat-a-tat-tat and a click, bang, pow
captain america, whatcha gonna do now huh

captain america how you gonna save face
when the whole damn place is controlled by the same race
and all of them are men, imagine the hypocrisy
i'm sorry but it doesn't really sound like a democracy
we'll some are meant to rule and some are meant to serve
and have their few dollars heisted by the federal reserve
we been sold down the road, it's a sad situation
number one in dropping bombs, number nine in education

captain america, whatcha gonna do now
you go down to the polls on your way to get drunk
and get the same old white bread sorry ass punk every time
is it ever gonna change, better get sharp now
we better rearrange it, yeah is it ever gonna change
we gotta rearrange it, is it ever gonna change

you better think about it (yeah don't be a fool)
you better read about it (they don't teach this in the schools)
you better learn about it, talk about it
it's time to face your history (captain america)
you can't erase your history (whatcha gonna do now)

U Can Dance 2 This (Live)

words by m. hershiser
music by sticky pistil

get your groove on, get a move on
get your groove on, get a move on

check it out y'all, here we go again
we're gonna groove, gonna let the music flow again
this time i'm picking up the tempo you see
this one will set the mind and body free
check it out y'all, here it is again
a funky jam that's designed to move a citizen
designed with a mic and a stage and a mix
check it out y'all, u can dance 2 this...

so get it going, growing, flowing, sowing
the seeds of change that will get you knowing
the time, get you in the place
get the mind in a better space
groovin, the mind is groovin
provin the body's movin
provin the time is now, i ask you
how you like me now...

trip, take that ride baby, move your body from side to side
you got me movin, got me movin baby
trip, take that ride baby, move your body from side to side
you got me groovin, got me groovin baby

i wanna see you dancing, c'mon u can dance 2 this
move your body and shake your hips
clap your hands and move your feet
we got everybody gettin with the funky beat
groovin from side to side, you slide, you glide
you wanna trip and take tha ride
get inside now, get the move on, get your groove on
get a move on, get your groove on

trip, take that ride baby, move your body from side to side
you got me movin, got me movin baby
trip, take that ride baby, move your body from side to side
you got me groovin, got me groovin baby

These are the lyrics to all 20 songs on "Hi-Fi Superfly"

1.   everything is possible
2.   whatcha waitin' for
3.   fundamental thang
4.   alienated
5.   contact
6.   the western world
7.   politics and religion
8.   stick up
9.   cop shop truck stop
10. can i get a ride
11. different route
12. funky baby
13. cowboy funk
14. the real thing
15. taos
16. history
17. cracker
18. soul power '99
19. thank you dj's
20. all that scratchin'

all songs © copyright 1999 Vinyl Grooves and Sticky Pistil

everything is possible
words and music by m. hershiser

everything is possible
brothers and sisters
everything is possible
have you forgotten
you know that!

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whatcha waitiní for
words by s. kesson (excerpt by m. hershiser) / music by s. perry and s. kesson

maybe youíre just waitin for the right time maybe youíre just tryin to be coniving
maybe youíre developing your master plan while the enemy is thriving
maybe youíre just waitin for elections then youíre goin to go and make your choices
meanwhile the horrible hillbilly present is drowning out our voices

whatcha waitiní for

maybe youíre just waitin on your children maybe youíre just tryin to be protective
maybe they just see right through your postures maybe you should give them some directive
maybe youíre just waitin for a spaceship to evacuate the masses
maybe youíre just waitin on jesus to come and kick their asses

whatcha waitiní for

i donít want to start a revolution i donít want to step on peoples toes
my guru says avoid confrontation i just wanna go with the flow
maybe iíll just drink a couple fortys maybe iíll just mingle with the masses
maybe iíll just sit at home and watch TV until this feelin passes

"sittin watchin TV waitin gettin late and no escapin the hatin the rapin,
too much scrapin the bottom, for a nickle and a dime i think we better check the time
change the station, change the nation cmon why ya waitin"

maybe youíre just waitin for the right time maybe youíre just tryin to be coniving
maybe youíre developing your master plan while the enemy is thriving
maybe youíre just waitin for elections then youíre goin to go and make your choices
meanwhile the horrible hillbilly present is drowning out our voices

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fundamental thang
words by s. kesson / music by s. perry

we can funk if you want baby i donít mind
we can funk with your body we can funk with your mind
we can slap down on the ground get back to that fundamental thang
we can funk if you want babe it donít mean a thang

we can funk with your body we can funk with your mind
baby iím a gonna take you for a little ride
(slide, slide, slippity slide, take a little trip in my Ď65)
thereís a funky little party goin on in my mind
we can take a little trip and leave it all behind
(itís hi-fi superfly)

we can funk with your body we can funk with your mind
baby iím a gonna take you on a little ride
(fine, fine feelin so fine take a little trip down 69)
thereís a funky little party on the other side
we just movin to the groove and baby let it ride
(itís hi-fi superfly)

we can funk with your body we can funk with your mind
baby iím a gonna take you for a little ride
(slide, slide, slippity slide, take a little trip in my Ď65)
thereís a funky little party goin on in my mind
gonna take a little trip and leave it all behind
(itís hi-fi superfly)

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alienated
music by m. hershiser and m. carůn

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contact
words and music by s. kesson

check it in the paper or the five oíclock news spot - the reaper and the raper got it all sewn up
hot off the wire we got automatic gunfire - crack deal, gang related, keepin us intimidated
get a car alarm, better pack a pistol - donít ya know the crime rates goin up, up, up
feelin like an isolated, paranoid intimidated, media manipulated chump

we gotta make contact, we gotta open up our eyes
we gotta start talkin to each other, its time we realize
that we gotta make contact, we gotta make some big decisions
just rip that godamn cord right out of your godamn television

headline no hope, everybody doin dope - pessimism, anarchism always on the rise
hard luck media well theres a lot of money in it if it aint bad news there never gonna spin it
on the prime time, top cops, crackin down on gang bangers better lock your doors better run better hide
livin in fear of our sisters and our brothers ya we better get to know one another

we gotta make contact...

hurricane aftermath, drive by bloodbath - sexual misconduct in the presidential suite
oklahoma city bomber, hes a loser, hes a goner - that aint revolution, thats a chicken shit hit man
blame it on the gangs on the guns on the blacks on the whites on the cops on the jews on the liberals
blame it on the welfare mothers - ya we gotta get to know one another

we gotta make contact...

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the western world
music by m. hershiser

"somebody stole it, it's broken"

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politics and religion
by s. kesson

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stick up
words by m. hershiser and s. kesson / music by s. perry

this is a stick up
everybody get your feet on the floor
everybody get your hands in the air - tell Ďem I just couldnít take anymore
im tired of waitin in line, wastin my time take a number aint gonna make it this time
im tired of waitin around, hangin around I aint playin around this time
so check it out now im comin back to get it
listen up now remember that i said it
im changin the tune donít nobody forget it
im comin back now, im comin back to get it

workin for the man i been breakin my back child
gather up the money and put it in the sack child
try and pay the rent, keep a family fed
do the right thing as i try and stay ahead
keep it in line or youll be out on the street
gonna be a freeloader, gonna be a deadbeat
i always been hungry man i always been afraid
so donít nobody move cause i gotta get paid

this is a stick up
so get your hands where i can see em - my familyís hungry and you know i gotta feed em
tryin to make ends meet im gettin beat down on the street - cause i never make enough and
im gettin desperate when i see my children sufferin,
gettin nothin - things are tough and gettin tougher,
iím gettin desperate, my kids are hungry so i gotta do something
"daddy iím hungry"
so i gotta do something

workin for the man i been breakin my back
get up all the money and put it in the sack
i try so hard in my struggle to survive
everyday it gets harder just to stay alive
just to keep a family fed, shoes on the feet
a roof overhead to to keep from livin on the street
now i always been hungry and i always been afraid
so donít nobody move cause i gotta get paid

this is a stick up
everybody get your feet on the floor
everybody get your hands in the air...

this is a stick up - ain't nothin funny
please don't nothin move but the money
cause i'm so hungry - so hungry...

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cop shop truck stop
words and music by m. hershiser

well you can get it at the cop shop truck stop - they got it all at the salvation bus stop
get your fill at the gas station thrift shop - get your thrill at the bus station gift shop
they got a pit stop, called the pit fall 2 bit slots and a gritty little strip mall
a plastic neon mini mall - they got it all

down at the cop shop truck stop
get your fix at the hip hop body shop
they got a little coffee shop 24 - 7, the coffees always hot
at the cop shop truck stop - radar love is on the radio the next stop
is the funky little rest stop
no better deal when your drivin that steel
no better deal when your drivin that steel

theyre gettin down at the cop shop truck stop - the funky sound is goin down in the parking lot
the two steppin, sock hoppin, hip hoppin, hop scotchin
do the funky dance and take your shoes and your socks off and
theyre goin off - to the hip to the hip to the hip to the hop
do the trip hop and ya donít stop, and ya donít stop

til ya get to the cop shop truck stop
try your luck at the cop stop road block
they got a little coffee shop - donuts by the dozen and the coffees always hot
at the cop shop truck stop - zz top is on the radio the next stop
is the funky little rest stop
no better thrill when your toppin that hill
no better thrill when your toppin that hill

hip hoppin at the cop shop truck stop - to dj mack and the jake brake jack pot
they got a funky black top, parking lot, block party, junkyard, trailer park, shock party
they got a block party, theyre gettin down, theyre gettin serious,
theyre gettin around, they got it all - but most of all
ya know they got that funky sound

down at the cop shop truck stop
pick me up at the cross top, crosswalk
speeding past the cops, and ya donít stop, and ya donít stop
til ya get to the cop shop truck stop - get your fix - get your kicks - get your mug shot
all mixed up and bloodshot
no better deal when your drivin that steel
no better deal when your drivin that steel

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can i get a ride
music by m. hershiser

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different route
words and music by s. perry

thats right - gonna do it right - all night - all damn night
thats right - gonna do it right - all night

this aint no never never never never land
and i aint your never never never can man
so things i do i do just for fun
and all them little girlies got me on the run

so take a ride with me - i like to get buck wild
when i get on down - i get on down with style
cause i'm im gonna do it my way - and ill say what i got to say
theres things i need to figure out
and im gonna take a different route - different route

thats right - gonna take a different route - oh yeah - different route
thats right - gonna take a different route - oh yeah

so what im sayin im sayin right to you
theres many things you may or may not do
so when it comes to gettin down
sticky p dont mess around

my name is shawnie p - and when i get on down
aint no messin around - and you can take that back to town
cause i'm im gonna do it my way - and ill say what i got to say
theres things i need to figure out
and im gonna take a different route - different route

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funky baby
music by m. hershiser

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cowboy funk
words by m. hershiser and s. kesson / music by s. perry and s. kesson

wanna be a cowboy a bareback mare rider - t a k e y a o u t r i d i n
put my pistol in your holster - oh baby loosin up on the reigns...

wanna be a cowboy, a bareback mare rider - take ya out ridin on the dusty plains
rollin around the sage and thistle - watch out baby im packin a pistol
cmon baby let me brush them burrs off - i promise Iíll take my spurrs off

well im back in the saddle, but im gonna get bareback
you take the reigns baby tie me to the train track
open up your love shack baby - let me come inside and put my rifle in your gunrack
cause i wanna be a cowboy a bronc breakin bullrider
hidin out and ridin out west like a gunfighter
lets ride, cause i wanna be a cowboy

cmon baby let me saddle you up - my snake is gonna rattle you up
im a colt 45 with a silver bullet - baby put your finger on my trigger now and pull it
cmon baby let me brush them burrs off - i promise Iíll take my spurrs off

wanna be a cowboy a bareback mare rider - take ya out ridin on the dusty plains
take ya rollin in the sage and thistle - oh baby loosin up on the reigns
and weíll ride off in the sunset - find a water hole, get our feet wet
do it side saddle or bareback - take a roll in the haystack
cause i wanna be a cowboy - lets ride, cause i wanna be a cowboy...

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the real thing
words by m. hershiser / music by m. hershiser, s. perry, s. kesson, m. carůn

well check out my style - designed to get a crowd goin wild
shakin it up - breakin it up - try and wakin shit up - i aint fakin it
this is the real thing - better than coke - better than crack
this is the one that broke the camels back - this is the one that stole it back - the soul is back

how ya like me now - cmon im get live and loud
im givin it up - im gettin down - let us move the body around baby
gettin with the funky sound baby
ya know Iím gettin it back - Iím takin it back - it aint smacked up or cracked up
you know its better than that - its where its at - and im bringin it back

so wave your hands in the air - shake your body like ya just donít care
we gonna get on down now - everybody say oh yeah

well yes yes yall - i confess yall
im gettin down to the sound so move your feet to the beat
its so sweet baby - when our bodies meet baby
can ya feel it... can ya feel the heat

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taos
music by m. carůn

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history
music by s. kesson

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cracker
words by s. kesson / music by s. kesson, s. perry, m. carůn

disconnected by choice
dancing and weaving like serpents in cold steel moonlight
vacant eyes survey the flow
methodical in their own demise
colors fade on the downside
the rush of heat and passion always dies
the candles burn down, the money runs out
and youíre left to face the grey place
the icy slap of lack of meaning

things are gettin kinda hazy - you donít even have to try
friends are actin kinda crazy - you donít wanna know why
the world is passin you by punk - go on take another hit
you donít even have to try punk - when ya gonna get sick of that shit

zombie eyes, mesmerized
isolated despite the density of your populations
retracing your footsteps again and again
consuming your happiness in desperate breaths
casting shadows in empty places

things are gettin kinda hazy - you donít even have to try
friends are actin kinda crazy - you donít wanna know why
the world is passin you by punk - go on take another hit
you donít even have to try punk - when ya gonna get sick of that shit

so you get high and you get by
and each night passes in dismay
and you donít laugh and you donít cry
and time just ticks your life away

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soul power '99
music by m. hershiser

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thank you dj's
music by m. hershiser

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all that scratchin'
words by m. hershiser / music by m. hershiser, s. kesson, s. perry, m. carůn

well I got a back street - back beat - gettin funky in the back seat
like a junky with a rap sheet - i got a needle - a record and its cookin on a low heat
im puttin on a slow beat - low and deep - to keep the rythym so sweet
im goin with the flow - and so ya know - im goin with the soul

pump it up homeboy...

well i got the hip hop - the trip hop - funky record spinnin like a big top
spinnin out the flip flop - the flip side - the do wop and the be bop from the b-side
you can feel it on the inside - feel it movin - and groovin the body like an e-ride
feel it soothin the soul - and so ya know - im goin with the flow

pump it up homeboy.....

cause all that scrathin is makin me itch...

so check out my funky sound - move your funky body around
groovin to the hip hop sound - i got a hip hop beat and im gettin down
im gettin around - im givin it up - im gettin down - cause i cant get enough
of that funky stuff - ya know its got to be the funky stuff

cause all that scratchin is makin me itch...

well i got a back street - phat freaky funky pumpin wax beat
the funky pumpin slap deep bass tweaks and drops to the drum beat
im hoppin to the hip beat - trick or treat - im trippin to the trunk beat
im strippin down to the funky sound - and im droppin down a funk beat

pump it up homeboy...

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