paroles de chanson Fly Away - Goodie Mob

Uh huh, one time, yes suh, yes suh

Now what they know about the banana and mayonnaise?
With two slices of toasted bread on a napkin
Straight up nuts with this country drawl
It ain't no reason, look here boy, ain't no fuckin flaw
I didn't go to bed without my lucky bear claw
See I'm a rest, uh, look in the bloom like a mushroom in the jug under hot lights
Crystalize so nice when I think twice, I love long summer nights
Four record deep, and I still get stage fright
Small towns to the big city night life

If you don't like what I say
Fly away, fly away
If you don't like where I stay
Fly away, uh huh

There's a Ghetto in every city (know that) politicians (slanging) slurs hopping the natural urge
Ain't no runnin from niggas, everywhere you go, drinkin alcohol, ready to call earl
It's your world black man, them devils can't stand how we makin moves, smooth
Affording legal houses so when a scene like the hand is took
Then documented it in his book how these niggas shook the world with the hook
Now they back like Jack in that red cadillac

Now gee, don't let the doorknob hit you where the good lord split you, off pair of rooms, too
That you so gone off that DMPCP, that thought so letting another man sample your wine
Host your mind, like the color pink rubbin elbows with the wrong folks
Making kin bruise they skin, secretaries terminated after seeing her boss pack fudge
Dirty men need to do more than bathe, ha
How's about burned at the stake like the rest of them sodomites
Even though you had beautiful kids and a wife, he still went both ways
Ain't no due process for boys that become girls or vice versa
Field niggas control this, pin the hollow point tip on this gay rights activist
A ghetto gang we all familiar with, now how many licks did it take to get you where you is today?
Fly away (fly away now)

If you don't like what I say
Fly away, fly away
If you don't like where I stay
Fly away (uh huh)

Yea, I'm from the dirty, filthy nasty dirty south, some of these niggas still think we soft
And I swore I wouldn't never write no rhyme like this, but now you starting to piss me off
Huh huh huh, oh yes y'all, shawty he got that silky southern drawl
E'ry tooth in my mouth got gold on 'em all
I'm ill slum (I'm ill slum) and we don't want to bad blood, but it is some, it is some
Nigga think he got, a better mind frame than me, nigga really think he got more game than me
Ole, make me sick, nigga think you slick, uh fuck around and make me click like a magic trick (he, he, he)

'Cause I'll do yo ass wrong bout me, we so deep, and quick to stomp a nigga to sleep
And uh, we don't like to kill, but we will
Ooh Lord, this south is sho' nuff trill, now shit
When we on your side of town we don't ask why
We abide by the rules that y'all live by
And see you welcome to come, you welcome to stay, but any disrespect
We will make yo' ass fly away

If you don't like what I say
Fly away, fly away
If you don't like where I stay
Fly away, uh huh
If you don't like where I stay
Fly away, fly away
If you don't like where I stay
Fly away, uh huh