Check the crippled man, sittin' in the My conscience hurts, flesh me hits the dirt She's from her feet to her thighs And the man who pulled the didn't even lose his necktie I check Jimmy cuttin' at the barbershop He plays the bass guitar, like plays the harp His knowledge name is Greek, 'cause he speaks He's got the of King Solomon bags in his eyes from no sleep
Sometimes he thought of the in Madison Square Garden So seek stardom, but they forget Harlem But seeking first of all the kingdom of God is my pops told me So if I fall, the choir catch me I flew away, on a mountain, got tempted by Got by a cobra, but the Lord took my venom So side am I on? I'm on the righteous Always check the lyrics, no to contradict
Some seek stardom, they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, they forget Harlem Some stardom, then they forget Harlem They their pockets full, but their souls run empty
Well aiyyo, I beseech you, in the hopes that I may reach you My mother taught me one day that this mid-day would someday to talk that jive, with peaky hair grown wild And teachers disliked me, 'cause I knew where my be So now yeah mom I history, I can't neglect my passion see Rock it's kind of new to me, my true love was poetry White was good and bad was but black was just a massa lackey for that B. Nimble Jack and I'd like to save you from the wicked
D-Dog clear I wouldn't be wet the black to mourn, tomorrow's The evil things, glad that I, while angels wrote this violence Help me make me comprehend my black bezerk and why it Time to blaze the angels heads are braided that you make me See what's hard for me that don't make you
When I your vicinity, you see my God ain't never after me So yo I be wised up with to go and be The last and good and see what's with me And through your insecurity of me and my So won't you let me be or has thou asked to much from thy To tell the and not to lie? Oh my
Some seek stardom, then forget Harlem seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they Harlem Brothers their pockets full, but their souls run empty
Some stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they Harlem seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Sisters keep pockets full, but their souls run empty
But as I grew, I knew cause the master me From a baby to a woman a woman to a baby Life is so short, becomes hard-corpse in a coffin where the money's no longer the source
There we go, we go, there we go I got mine now won't you get We never doors so we neglect And don't the ones that's not People never really seem to and then they cry out "My people! Why we treated equal?" As we flee, we flee our own communities we our family in poverty And then we blame it on another so please recover Oh c'mon come now with you can come with me now And blow now if you want to, through
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Some seek stardom, then they forget Some seek stardom, then they Harlem seek stardom, then they forget Harlem People their pockets full, but their souls run empty
seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some stardom, then they forget Harlem seek stardom, then they forget Harlem We keep our full, but our souls run empty
seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they Harlem Some seek stardom, then forget Harlem Brothers keep pockets full, but their souls run empty