[Chorus] Praise your God, Lord have mercy My mother warned me, my father cursed me Grand design, time to meet yo' maker Go on honey shake yo' moneymaker Baby don't be lazy come get yo' paper Go on honey shake yo' moneymaker Walk a little road, see where it gon' take ya Go on honey shake yo' moneymaker
Baby I'm a sinner, all I've done is wrong Everybody clap yo' hands, sing a simple song Whiskey it spills and we all get along But Louis keep it real take a hit from the bong Do the Lionel Richie go (All Night Long) Three times a lady, easy like Sunday morn' On and on until the break of dawn Hot butter on - say what - the popcorn Yes yes y'all and, creditors callin Dow Jones fallin, push your chips all in Get your poker face and hit the World Series Run the rat race, yo' conspiracy theories I'm kinda upset about the new world order You wonder how they're leadin all the lambs to the slaughter Sign up become a new world Nazi storm strooper Or wind up just like a William S. Cooper
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25, 5 to 1 We got 'em outnumbered but they got the guns What's wrong is law, what's might is right You wanna give peace a chance then put up a fight The solution's a fact, revolution's the act Keep us crazy 'bout money, 'bout pollution and crack Keep us scared of Al'Qaeda always on the attack Just in case you get by and start a war in Iraq Ship your ass overseas and get shot in the back Keep you down on your knees like a hoe on the track, singin
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