What a Day

Jeru The Damaja

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    Woke up this morning had a spliff for breakfast
    Slept good cuz the toast wasn't under the matress
    Hop up in the shower, give my honie a kiss
    I'm thinkin, I wish, everyday start like this
    Turn on the news, starvin kids got nuff food to eat
    And words of truth, put shoes on their feet
    Usef Hawkings, still walkin the streets
    Rodney King's a millionaire, but he ain't get his ass beat
    Tiwanna Brodley gets justice,
    the Panthers thick as ever causing ruckus
    No such thing as those Klan motherfuckers
    Black sisters are treated like queens, not
    chickenheads cluckers
    Black men are respected and not treated like suckers
    Mike Tyson still a champ, bullshit don't get no airplay
    I feel good, what can I see

    "Day, what a day"
    "I got to say it was good day"

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    Step out the door, sunshine hit my grill
    Even Lee divide a mil, so niggas don't have to kill
    It's all peace and love so people do what they wanna
    Bumpin to Biggie and Pac, smokin a piece right on the corner
    No crack babbies, or unwanted pregnacies
    An apple a days the cure for any disease
    And ain't no police and no felonies
    Bill Clinton smoke crack not Marrion Barry
    O.J. keeps his dough, Mumiet is let go
    Divine Brown da movie star, Hugh Grant is the ho
    Put the card in the ATM and it spit out mad dough
    Gave it to an old lady, cuz I always get more
    Just livin make me feel good, what can I say, but

    90 degrees in the shade, but it don't feel that hot
    Giuliani get shot, baby open my favorite spot
    There's a party tonight, guess who DJing Scott LeRock
    And he's only spinning that real hip hop
    Don't be late bop, eleven on the dot, honies flot
    It's more dips then dicks, and nobody get shot
    Stay here a little minute, then go harvest my crop
    By the moonlight, get lifted and call it a night
    But first I bump in this princess named Shaniqua Albright
    She was lookin mad right, and her body was mad tight
    Total control of my will, she couldn't put up a fight
    She said if you wan't me take, cuz I have an early flight
    Wiffie's waitin up, so I let her go on her way
    But when I got home, my shortie said...

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    Composición: Kendrick Jeru Davis

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