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Spirit Of The Hawk

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Hey-ama-heya-mama Heya-mama Ya-heya-maya Hoa-hey The Spirit Of The Hawk He am my hero He am my love High on a hillside Heaven Above Drifting through high and low We fly away Me and my hero Me and my love The Spirit Of The Hawk ( x 2) Hey-ama-heya-mama Heya-mama Ya-heya-maya Hoa-hey He am my warrior He am my brave He gonna fight a war Freedom to save He gonna fight for love Far away Me and my warrior Me and my brave The Spirit Of The Hawk ( x 2 ) Hey-ama-heya-mama Heya-mama Ya-heya-maya Hoa-hey The Spirit Of The Hawk ( x 2 ) Hey-ama-heya-mama Heya-mama Ya-heya-maya Hey-ama-heya-mama My people, Some of them have run away to the hills, and have no shelter, no food, no-one knows where they are. Hear me my chiefs, I am tired. My heart is sick and sad I will fight no more.... Hey-ama-heya-mama Heya-mama Ya-heya-maya Hoa-hey The Spirit Of The Hawk Hey-ama-heya-mama Heya-mama Ya-heya-maya Hoa-hey

The Spirit Trail

DAN FOGELBERG "The Wild Places"
The light is long the sun is low I'm riding fast across this dusty road But I don't want to be, no I don't want to be Above the ridge an eagle flies In lazy circles in the western skies I want to fly with him I want to walk the spirit trail I've seen them come I've seen them go Off to the oilfields and rodeos To find a better way, they leave their native soil But I can hear a different song The drum within my heart is beating strong I want to follow it, I've got to walk the spirit trail Let every creature I see be a brother and a friend to me Let every step that I take leave the footprints of a warrior Along the spirit trail Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo They took the land, they took control They robbed my father of his very soul To be like one of them, to be like one of them But I was born a native son And I will never be another one To give it all away I've got to walk the spirit trail Let every creature I see be a brother and a friend to me Let every step that I take leave the footprints of a warrior Along the spirit trail Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo Let every creature I see be a brother and a friend to me Let every step that I take leave the footprints of a warrior Along the spirit trail Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo Heya-heya heya hiyo

Hey Mama

KANYE WEST "Late Registration"
Chorus] (Hey Mama), I wanna scream so loud for you, cuz I'm so proud of you Let me tell you what I'm about to do, (Hey Mama) I know I act a fool but, I promise you I'm goin back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me (Hey Mama) [Verse 1] I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine This little light of mine and I'm finna let it shine I'm finna take yall back to them better times I'm finna talk about my mama if yall don't mind I was three years old, when you and I moved to the Chi Late December, harsh winter gave me a cold You fixed me up something that was good for my soul Famous homemade chicken soup, can I have another bowl? You work late nights just to keep on the lights Mommy got me training wheels so I could keep on my bike And you would give anything in this world Michael Jackson leather and a glove, but didn't give me a curl And you never put no man over me And I love you for that mommy cant you see? Seven years old, caught you with tears in your eyes Cuz a nigga cheatin, telling you lies, then I started to cry As we knelt on the kitchen floor I said mommy Imma love you till you don't hurt no more And when I'm older, you aint gotta work no more And Imma get you that mansion that we couldn't afford See you're, unbreakable, unmistakable Highly capable, lady that's makin loot A livin legend too, just look at what heaven do Send us an angel, and I thank you (Hey Mama) [Chorus] [Verse 2] Forrest Gump mama said, life is like a box of chocolates My mama told me go to school, get your doctorate Somethin to fall back on, you could profit with But still supported me when I did the opposite Now I feel like it's things I gotta get Things I gotta do, just to prove to you You was getting through, can the choir please Give me a verse of “You, Are So Beautiful To Me' Can't you see, you're like a book of poetry Maya Angelou, Nicky Giovanni, turn one page and there's my mommy Come on mommy just dance wit me, let the whole world see your dancing feet Now when I say Hey, yall say Mama, now everybody answer me (Hey Mama) [Chorus] [Bridge] I guess it also depends tho, if my ends low Second they get up you gon get that Benzo Tint the windows, ride around the city and let ya friends know (Hey Mama) [Verse 3] Tell your job you gotta fake em out Since you brought me in this world, let me take you out To a restaurant, upper echelon Imma get you a jag, whatever else you want Just tell me what kind of S-Type Donda West like? Tell me the perfect color so I make it just right It don't gotta be Mother's Day, or your birthday For me to just call and say (Hey Mama) [Chorus] (with variations)

Mama's Boyfriend

KANYE WEST
[Chorus] I never liked you n-ggas Who knew one day I'd be just like you n-ggas Uh uh uh alright you n-ggas Uh uh uh alright you n-ggas When I become my mama's boyfriends? When I become my mama's boyfriends? He walked in our lives I was only five Superman pajama's I was super duper fly Sitting here like why, he at least supersize You know I scrutinise like who this newer guy I'm my mama boyfriend I'm her little husband I was the man of the house when there wasn't Trying to get to know homie just kill the charm You ain't interested in me you just tryna f-ck my mum We are the voices of our parents bad choices The aftermath of divorces The kids of bitter split ups And baby sitters Grand parents that don't know what to do with us And the last thing I want to see is mama's new n-gga You old Old Spice wearing Short chain wearing Dress shoes and jogging pants wearing Church sock wearing When you first stop caring about your appearance When you get here anyway I already got parents Don't try to put me inline I already got crayons My mama said I could do it I already got clearance Keep your hands of my mama how I need to got clearance Yeah I know she look good but you need to stop staring I drew a picture of her that would make her proud But the door was locked and the TV up so loud I scream out "I ain't going to sleep no time soon, And when I do I'm sleeping in my mama room" I don't like you n-gga If I was old enough I would fight you n-gga I wanna run over you in my bike you n-gga Don't go to sleep at night you n-gga And it seems like I wasted time If thats what it's all about Mama if thats moving up than I When I become my mama's boyfriends Twenty years later where has the time gone Now you see I'm dating having problems of my own Now that I'm grown the tables turned around I never thought I'd ever raise another n-ggas child He don't like his mama's boyfriend Just like me don't wanna do the wrong thing That's very un Spike Lee but he be like he go round his mama then Cause when she here he be quiet When she leave he be talking again He be wylin again Be calm I don't drink the drama A sip of Dom Tyler-Perry-on You gon marry my mom look I don't read palms and I don't read psalms And I did take little man to church And took little man to school Look littl eman kids don't make the rules Even though I aint raised you You your mama angel Don't get it twisted baby boy I'll Ving Rhames you [Chorus] When I become my mama's boyfriends?

Fancy

REBA MCENTIRE "Rumor Has It"
(Bobbie Gentry) I remember it all very clearly lookin' back It was the summer I turned eighteen We lived in a one room, rundown shack On the outskirts of New Orleans We didn't have money for food or rent To say the least we were hard pressed Then Mama spent every last penny we had To buy me a dancin' dress Mama washed and combed and curled my hair And she painted my eyes and lips then I stepped into a satin dancin' dress that had a split from the side clean up to my hip It was red velvet trim and it be fittin' me good Standin' back from the lookin' glass There stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood She said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck And she kissed my cheek Then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes as she started to speak She looked at our pitiful shack And then she looked at me and took a ragged breath She said your Pa's run'd off and I'm real sick And the baby's gonna starve to death She handed me a heart shaped locket that said To thine own self be true And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across The toe of my high heel shoe It sounded like somebody else that was talkin' Askin' Mama what do I do She said just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy And they'll be nice to you She said here's your chance Fancy don't let me down Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down Lord forgive me for what I do, but if you want out Well it's up to you Now don't let me down your Mama's gonna move you uptown. Well, that was the last time I saw my Ma The night I left that rickety shack The welfare people came and took the baby Mama died and I ain't been back But the wheels of fate had started to turn And for me there was no way out And it wasn't long 'til I knew exactly What my Mama'd been talkin' about I knew what I had to do and I made myself this solemn vow That I's gonna be a lady someday Though I didn't know when or how I couldn't see spending the rest of my life With my head hung down in shame you know I might have been born just plain white trash But Fancy was my name Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down It wasn't long after a benevolent man Took me in off the street And one week later I was pourin' his tea In a five room hotel suite I charmed a king, a congressman And an occasional aristocrat Then I got me a Georgia mansion And an elegant New York townhouse flat And I ain't been back Now in this world there's a lot of self-righteous hippocrits That call me bad And criticize Mama for turning me out No matter how little we had But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin' For nigh on fifteen years I can still hear the desperation in my poor Mama's voice ringin' in my ears She said, here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down Lord, forgive me for what I do But if you want out well it's up to you Now don't let me down Your Mama's gonna move you uptown Oh, and I guess she did.

Mama Gave Birth To The Soul Children

QUEEN LATIFAH "All Hail The Queen"
[Queen Latifah] Possy, Dovey! (Yes mama?) Time to get up! Hello, I'm Queen Latifah, how ya doing? I hope that you're with this, I hope that you're willing I want to introduce you to a cut called "Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children" [Dove] Well here comes the goy (Goy?) The truth to the goy You know the one, that ate up like boy Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept Making an appearance with a notty-head set Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2's singing Peace to the negative, nah, you make the weigh-in Weigh-in, weigh-in, way out of order If you know you're better, you'd better that you caught a Waving mine a peace sign higher than a kite If you're feeling sick, it's alright it's fever night Don't do "Do see do" and dig in no potholes Cause if you do we calling in March Patrol It's no different from the verbal last heard Cayumbo is the ruler that's bond to the word He's moving more than three feet, jocking with the knee deep Dove is going to leave you with a tweet tweet tweet [Posdnuos] Next on the menu, we continue with the pasta Dipped in chocolate, served with lotsa Twizzlers and honey, yum yum yummy Lyrics I'm flaunting is good for the tummy Tiptoing in I proceed to the floors Selling much records like a pimp mover Excuse me mommy, Pos wins Cause I'm the A to the Plug W-O-N Brother freak it live for this tribe Now let's ride down the highway of vibes Pushing that we start cause the soul says please Cutting back with the raps and we don't get cheese Ducks and we sit need to get [?] Cause preacher is the key to the casualty Polaroid flicks are back and you know That the soul is moving on up like the Jeffersons Go mommy! [x16] [Queen Latifah] I'm back, a black queen upon the scene With a knack for funky tracks, know what I mean? Prince Paul produces this and it's a fly one It has a beat that weigh, he's one of my sons It's a family affair and then we're out of here There is no doubt here, cause this is our year So flex to a Queen Latifah/De La Soul sound (Go ahead mama get down) It's inevitable that this joint venture would be incredible We never put ourselves on any pedistal But the rhyme is so good it's practically edible (Say what?) So check the sounds of Mama Zulu As I relay the story untold And if you're wondering why I got kids so big They weren't born from the body, they were born from the soul [De La Soul gives shoutouts til fade]

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