Time to Move

Did you see my mother walking round the blocks?
Did you see them nasty boys looting the lots?
Did they ever miss you or did they even kiss you?
Or is the only thing you see Britain's milita?

If you smell that air
You can feel the flair
And the people that rock
Live in an H-Block

Chorus:
H-(H)-B-(B) H-B-L-O-C-K-X - H-BLOCKX

H-Blockx, that's the name
We give credit to the people who can feel the pain
Of aggression, supression and brutality
Who live in an H-shaped home of insanity

If you smell that air
You can feel the flair
And the people that rock
Live in an H-Block

Chorus:

I've been looking for freedom
I've been looking for fun
I've been looking for one day in my life
when I ain't on the run
I've been looking for one day to groove
I never like to let things lose
Come on everybody wanna join my party
found the one I had to chose: my baby

Chorus:
Say baby, do you really like my eyes?
Say baby do you really like my style?

I gotta fly, rely on my friends and I
go on fow to the H-Blockx show
slam and dance what you cant comprehend
the H-Blockx show is what you should attend
me on the party to be from the part I'd fle
I'd never go without my girl listen let me tell you see
freestyling is for me and my baby

Chorus

I don't know it's your eyes or so
it's your styly show that makes me come on baby show ya
I truly love my baby
Yeah, yeah get off look at me tell me precisly what you see
me I'm cool I'm a funky fool cause I got selfcontrol, pride and my baby

Chorus

Revolt!

You make me lose my mind, make me forget what's rigth,
you make me lose everything I always had to fight for,
make me lose control, you make lose my soul,
you make me lose everything I always stood up for

It's time to take a stand, I've go to find a solution,
it's time for me to plant, the plant of a revolution

Chorus:
Revolution
It's time for a revolution

I won't be satisfied till violence has died
now don't you know that you're the reason why the people cry
about the dreames you kill bout all the graves you fill
bout all precious blood you always had to spill

It's time to take a stand...

Chorus

Revolt!

Man I've got to come down, down to reality,
conspiracy rules the world and we
can't close our eyes about the fact
that disrespect lets the world be divide
d in first, second, and third,
though that will always be so and all I know,
is that I have to show you that ain't right,
and it's our plight to fight for the rights of the weak
and thats why we need this RE-VO-LU-TION

Chorus

No matter where we are and no matter where we go
It's our style our line and our music that we show
Just listen to the beat and a little later you will know
It's really freaky funky stuff and honest too
Forget the shit that you hear and you see
Every night and day on your color TV
Just listen to peppers pray across the land
They're really freaky funky and no beat box band

Chorus:
Go freaky - in the world we're livin'
Go freaky - 'cause funk does begin
Go freaky - in the world we're livin'
Go what - go freaky!

No matter where we are and no matter where we go
It's our style our line and our music that we show
One of our dreams so it seems is to support a pepper show
Only meet these guys and let the people know
That they're the best of the west and harder than the rest
smooth you might think and honest we know
Now listen to the beat 'cause Mason's gonna go

Chorus

Gunshot, black man drops with fear in his eyes he lies and he cries,
but they huntdown, break him down, society has made a new force,
but it's not new but old, cause the force thinks of a superior race
they wanted back then, but now these fuckers want to break all the necks
of strangers and those who fled from fears to find peace,
they never have had, we got but the force is tryin to stop,

so they go out and bust heads and freedom, peace and democracy,
so don't close your eyes, take a stand, fight the force and all their lives!

Chorus:
Fight the force, yeah, you gotta fight the force, fight the force!

No matter colour or race, the problem lies behind their own face,
on their minds there's just hate, their fate is life for the human race
so fight any chance for the force to expand and vastly enhance,
their hatred inside against the outside, outside, outside
politicians, you too, out go and reign and find us a clue
to stop the drama we got but the force is not tryin to stop

so don't close your eyes, take a stand fight the force and all their lies

Chorus

So strike back the force, go out and stop their brutality course,
if not, then there's terror, freedom and peace is seen no more
cause they don't just bust heads, but freedom peace and democracy
so don't close your eyes, take a stand fight the force and all their lies

Chorus

Once upon a time I was sitting by,
a bottle of wine and all I knew was I,
I was gonna sip it down in a little while,
I drink it glass for glass but there's no reason why,

The bottle of wine has a taste so fine,
it makes feel good, it makes me blow my mind,
I cannot stop pour me another glass,
I would if I could, but now I need it fast,

I lost my friends, nobody holds my hand,
like a lonley stranger in a long lost land,
I felt the feelings no one ever has,
Bartender, pour me a glass!

Chorus:
Pour me a glass, Pour me a glass of a bottle wine...

I'm drinking, I'm not drinking, I can't tell you why,
how it started, how it ends but I do deny,
that I wanna ruin my life but now I wanna dive,
into the silent ocean where there is no cry,

For hope, for me that I cannot see,
but if I faced the facts and go inside of me,
I would see myself, my own reality,
I would see myself, my own insanity,

Scared to move another step ahead,
I would lose the strength so I will fast forget,
what I do to myself, why don't you take a guess,
bartender, pour me a glass!

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Get up funky... huh, let me here ya talk, talk about bitch

Me I'm a victim of a young girl's suck
Feeling the emotions through my body ass butt
Everytime I see her in that god damned dress
Fell the stomach, busy stomach, that's what I have to confess

Ah, that's me ya what you see ya
Telling 'bout my stomach and my feels ya
Ah that's me ya, watcha see ya
Telling bout, telling bout me ya

This is a thing that everybody knows about
Every boy and bitch so myself I mustn't worry about
Easy to find, huh, hard to lose
So me myself and I, we got no chance to choose

I can't tell ya what I feel ya
This is a motherfucking problem that I hate ya
I can't tell ya what I feel ya
I hate it but I take it but I try to surpress ya

Chorus:
Fuck, said fuck, fuck, said fuck the facts
Fuck, said fuck, fuck, said fuck the facts

In addition to the point I was talking about
You must remember my name and all my habits and my attitude
So listen to the things that I've got to tell
My name is G on the B.A.S.S. B.G

Hit the bass in the face seven days of the week ya
Hanging 'round my posse that's what everybody needs ya
Me and my band, that's what I stay for - stay for
Me and my band, that's what I pray for - pray for

Music has a use for my personality
Cause if I'd loose it I wouldn't stand it if you know what mean
My heart is hundred percent music that's what I feel ya - feel ya
I feel the drummers kick in my B.O.D.Y. so

I try to combine my fucking emos to the bitch hit
Try to fight it with my music as hatred
I try to combine my fucking emos to the bitch hit
Try to combine it with my music as hatred

Chorus

What about my girl, man?
What about my music, man?
Ina bona lita
I can't stand that shit...