Nappy Heads

Yo Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday And if you're busy I wouldn't mind taking Saturday Round up de posse Fugee comin' around the way Yo hey nappy head Yo whats up What you got there I got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba Word A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all You want to battle swing I bring commanding men like I was king In all your dreams I write the horror flick of Stephen King Cling to false also those papers say ock I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera Ba lang balang balang to de man de rock 'cause I love thee If you live by the sword you will be die by the gun 'Cause all guys tell lies and more girls commits it I was ordered to code red but now I'm chillin' with a few good men Assassination on the kid from the capitol I never play the soap opera but now I'm a general hospital Condition critical spirit over who's the physical So if I die catch me at the funeral I'll fly away oh glory With a mic in my hand to a land where only God knows me And the angels write raps on holy paper I said I'm lookin for Jesus he said take the escalator One flight up is guaranteed you'll be there My sister'd be there my mother'd be there So Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday And if you're busy I wouldn't mind taking Saturday ay ay ay ay ay Round up de posse Fugee comin' around de way I don't puff blunts so I always got my breath Never had to battle with a bullet proof vest They call me cock weasel but I still cave a chest I don't wear Jheri curls 'cause I'm nah from the West No disrespect to the West true indeed I rock it to the East the East is the seed To see that them days back yo sheepskins and hot tracks Peace to Mr Magic things are getting tragic Now we on some new stuff I never feared the Ku Kluk My own clan is actin' up I blame it on the Phillie blunt Whatcha gonna do kids are acting oooohhhh Hill is gettin' fed up yo where's the coporate at A mister three piece suit Check the square roots Girbauds and Timberland boots Nah that's the serpents and know them garment tips I got a head full of problems and a hand full of nappy roots I feel a Jones' comin' down yo I I got the slang to make the chitty bang bang A rid dang de dang the nappy head bang No I got the slang to make the chitty bang bang A rid dang de dang the nappy heads bang Yo Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday And if you're busy I wouldn't mind taking Saturday Round up de posse Fugee comin' 'round de way Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home Hey yo a battle is a battle but a battle's not a battle If it's snake doesn't rattle 'Cause my style's as old as a reptile As slick as a new Nile as new as a new child So come follow me to the land of Abraham This land's your land this land's my land The blacker the black man the better the next man Yo some nappy heads need to check they necks for red I feel injection Put the needle to your skin feel reality's heroin You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me Oh you want to hang with old Eddie Kane The Five Heartbeats Ain't nuttin' wrong snap your head to the song Word is bond you get wrong I'll have you sing like Louis Armstrong And I say to myself what a wonderful world But what the hell was so wonderful 'bout cotton in the farm Mr Slave Man The harder they come the harder they fall so come one come all Don't stall or I'm a stick you like a voodoo doll Doors locked stop drawer for the count who drops You slept on a kid from the boondocks Out of Motorville land of the ill kill Bellsburg Viking so you know I'm top ranking Phil Some say who coming like like the yuma but save the rumor 'Cause I've been rockin' ever since eighty two When I used to rock my Pumas A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all Yo Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday And if you're busy I wouldn't mind taking Saturday Round up de posse Fugee comin' around de way Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home Saturday Round up de posse Fugee comin' around de way Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home I wear my sunglasses at night To spy on my girlfriend that's right They dancin' romancin' freakin' at night Yes yes yes a yes yes y'all I wear my sunglasses at night To spy on my girlfriend that's right They dancin' romancin' freakin' at night Yes yes yes a yes yes y'all Mona Lisa Nappy heads in the zone and we not goin' home A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all A cheeba cheeba y'all well I'm a Libra y'all And to the beat y'all and to the beat y'all come on everybody