Sweet Dew Lovin'

V1:

I’ve been thinking bout’ your troubles…

And I wanna’ lend you my hand…

But I gotta’ start with loving’ me gurl,

Cause sharing that with you is so damn grand.

Chorus:

Kisses – Hugs- with sweet dew lovin’

Mornin’ – Wake up, a brand new day.

I’ve invested part of me

So I gotta’ walk this way…

Walk this way a ay aye…   Walk this way a ay aye…

Walk this way a ay aye…   Walk this way a ay aye…

V2:

Cracked glass pieces in my head

Carefully exploring shreds

I’m so glad you read my thesis

Synthesis the peace with reason

Open heart, yup it’s still beatin’

Walk away and gurl that’s treason

Open heart, yup it’s still beatin’

Walk away and gurl that’s treason

Bridge: (Roller Coaster)

V3:

You are the only one my mind and heart receive

Through reception that’s been cloudy

My Heart Si i ii ings

Yes it duh uh uhs

AND You… got me checkin’ my ole bags right at the do ooor

Open up the box with bruises and explore o ore

Come on ii iii in

Chorus:

Kisses – Hugs- with sweet dew lovin’

Mornin’ – Wake up, a brand new day.

I’ve invested part of me

So I gotta’ walk this way…

Walk this way a ay aye…   Walk this way a ay aye…

Walk this way a ay aye…   Walk this way a ay aye…

There'z a bomb on the plane!

There’s A Bomb on the Plane!

There’s a bomb on the plane!

There’s a bomb on the plane!

Kodabo aka Kobain:
There’s a hit in the sky!
Screamed why…Me?
Naw, naw, can’t do that.
I’m an old school trophy.
I dig that, but I’m thinking, but it didn’t work that way…
Peep the situation!
Some crazed cat said he had something strapped to his back and his chest-plate and not to make his fuckin’ day.
A nigga thought he was bluffing, so I asked him to see the explosives, so he exposed them.
It wasn’t a bluff card.
I paused…waited and thought, “what would MacGiver do?”
Plan 2, rush the fool.
He just hit a flight attendant too.
What am I to do?

Chorus:

I came to my senses.
Muttered under my breath, “man this is ridiculous.”
Took a stand. Looked at the crazed man deep through his eyes and seen his soul.
He knew that ‘it was on’.
He only had a couple of seconds to protect his thrown.
He didn’t make it though.
I’m thinking, “If I was fast enough for the hit…”
Soon as I thought this…TURBULANCE!
Threw him off of balance.
I got kids, trying not to get my tupee split.
It’s the worst that can happen thirty-five thousand feet in the sky.
No one wanted to die!
Atiim aka Black Bomani aka Blackulah:
I woke up early and I’m ready for a leap of faith
Into the skies…
I’m packed and ready to leave the gate.
The vibe is stale and everybody’s looking strange.
And I can’t put my finger on
it.
But that’s okay
It’s a sunny day
And I’m ready to leave.
Lift Off!
From the runway
The most dangerous part of a flight
At least I hope
But heeeere we go
Nose up
And I’m looking out my window
10 minutes pass.
The seatbelt light turned off
And I’m ready for some coffee,
Or maybe a beer?
I don’t care.
Man it’s cramped in here!
And then I heard a cat scream…. LOUD & CLEAR
“There’s a Bomb on the Plane…
“What the fuck?”

Chorus:

This is a muthafuckin shame!
Is this really happening GOD!
=What the hell is going on?=
Today I didn’t beat the odds.
Now should I accept my fate?
I can’t do it!
We won’t all die in vain
I won’t complain.
If it’s time to go...
Then man I’d rather go out fighting.
The plane shifts and dips and people cry and scream
This all a damn shame like it’s out of a movie scene
We’re headed for the White House
Although I can’t stand the games,
I can’t let these highjackers rain down the pain.
So we rushed em all and now were headed for the dirt instead
Today’s a really good day to die, and I’m already feeling the red.
I’m a second-class citizen…. But today I’m first class dead.
It doesn’t matter if there’s a bomb cause their cause ain’t fed.

Chorus...

FTS!

Chorus:

They're… First in this game of war...

With hands out and asking for...

More from the peasants,

You are.... We are the damn poor.

Taxing is all we get…

I see and say that’s it…

We got to raise up or voices and say

“FTS!!!”

It ain’t gon’ get no bettah

It’s only getting worse.

So check the lyrics I'm speaking

up in this stolen ’ verse.

Repeat Chorus:

Verse 1:

It’s like aerobics when it reaches your brain…

Trying to maintain,

feeling like (man) I’m going insane.

Nothing to gain; only to lose,

paying my dues.

And I only have one damn choice to choose?

I can prove what I’m made of or give up now.

Follow directions and give in or blow up Pow!

But y'all jus' want to see me burn.

Handcuffed and stuffed while you take your turns.

44% push me into jailhouse blues

Or put me on a slab with the rest of my crew.

Uncle Sam wants to see me because he started some funk,

But I punched him in his belly and I started to run.

He swears that he loves me and he’s sorry too.

But I’ll move to Jamaica to escape the fool.

I love my Uncle, but what’ll I do?

X said it’s the chickens coming home to roost.

Twins born into money and they passed away.

It makes me wanna' hollah' like Marvin Gaye.

But now I have to wave a flag and fit in or get laser tagged.

I don’t think that I’ll stand a chance.

Put me in fire camp?

Workin' on the railroads like back in the days

and Wait in the water children the trains coming this way.

The witch-hunts on, and you can dance…

Point the finger in a trance “Yo, Crucify him!”

The witch-hunt is on, and you can dance…

Point the finger in a trance, “Yo, Crucify him!”

Chorus 2x’s

Verse 2:

I was stuck to a cross, bleeding out of my hands,

out of my hips, out of lips came out “Shit!”

Excuse me Lord, but you can understand this.

I asked for some water, and they gave me piss.

I’ve been treated like a third class citizen,

and they only pay attention to my human sins.

But if I had a silver spoon, and some bread to spare,

I could get us off this hook and into anywhere.

They think this place is gon’ last forever,

Arrogant and proud…

“Hey, up there! How’s the weather?”

Like O.J., everyday feeling the pain.

Laugh now, but we're all going to feel the rain.

Innocence lost and it’s all a blessing dude.

I don’t mean to be an ass, but I’m telling the truth.

For the money, bombs drop for an allies share.

Don’t forsake me! Take me! I don’t care.

One tree burns down and the seeds will grow, Over your head,

but I had to let y’all know.

Who the hell you getting news from? What’s the real?

Who is the master of your slavery? Paying your bills.

Bow down to a pagan God, crisp and clean.

Repo if you don’t or Banks will lean.

While I’m up the dead tree hanging around,

I can tell you what I think, I don’t care how it sounds.

Chorus 2x’s

Verse 3:

No child is left behind, let me remind you.

They spend the school year blind.

Testing takes time fool.

No formal education.

Formally dumb to nation.

Ignorant no skills taught or learned for graduation.

R-O-T-C for the kidz, Uncle he wants his soldiers.

Narrow the options and shit…you’ll be the front line holder.

For filthy politics

For greedy blood shed too.

Stuck to his fly paper script, and now he’s watching’ you…

I see the general plan cause y’all I’m from the bottom

I listen to all the leaks that drop from top (boom!)

Yo, They got em.

Look at the mystorys

It’s a funky puzzle

If you can speak it… The Truth!

Then you gon’ need a muzzle

OR target on you head

The boat is not to be rocked

But with participation

The crowd is not to be stopped.

Chorus 2x’s

They're… First in this game of war,

With… Hands out and asking for,

More from the peasants, You are!

We are the fucking poor.

Taxing is all we get…

I see and say that’s it…

We got to raise up or voices and say man, “Fuck that shit!!!”

It ain’t gon’ get no bettah before it gets the worse.

So check the lyrics I speaking up in this prophetic verse.