Goodie Mob

Goodie Mob - Inshallah lyrics

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How can I promise you forever
 When I can't even promise the rest of the day
 All I know is we started this journey together
 And hopefully we can make it the rest of the way

 Inshallah
 Insha llah  Insha llah
 Inshallah ah ah ah
 Insha llah  Insha llah
 Inshallah ah ah ah

 (Khujo)
 Yeah
 Dialect kinda slurred
 Did you catch that word blurred
 Talk slow  walk slow
 And years passed
 Make that cash
 Never took a second look
 Follow the words in the book
 Watch 'em chill and cook
 Somethin' new for your ears, bro
 Sing-along
 Same sing-song
 Wantin' to bail out the front door
 Which you lookin' at me more
 I can show you shit that you never seen before
 Crushed ice for cold drinks
 Surely
 Makin' music for the worldly
 And the people in it
 If you gotta spin it
 Life is only five minutes

 (T-Mo)
 We got contrabanded
 I recite about bein' free
 Only to a certain extent
 In a country run by a president
 That doesn't know a single resident
 In my 'hood
 It is good
 Or that is fucked-up
 I let 'em speak for me
 Break bread and peace treaty
 Across seas ?????
 Till the feds get it
 And split it
 With other federals
 And ????? agents and senators and representatives that live off us
 And feed off us
 For new ides
 For years
 Niggaz been raped
 Let's escape
 This dope
 But how?
 When it's locked into our chemistry for
 'Cause nigga that's all we know
 That's how we grow

 (Chorus)

 (Cee-lo)
 Remember me, I explain
 Our relentlesship
 ?While true made me get the grain?
 And I refuse to settle
 Well except the simple and plain
 I'd much rather excite
 Delight and entertain
 Passionately persistant
 When I preach this positivity
 For stand up god, write hard things I like to say
 And our words don't take a chance
 See if I can make y'all dance
 But I really ain't got that much time to play
 Just row
 Your little boat down the stream
 Go slow
 'Cause life is only a dream
 And if I should die before I awake
 I leave to all my beloved this message to take
 Ahhhhhh

 (Big Gipp)
 The merciful
 Lord of worlds
 Master of the days of judgement
 Got me on a path
 Upon those who you bestowed your favors
 Not upon those who your wrath has brought down
 Nor on those who go astray after hearing your teachings
 Confidence shot
 Selfless thing go extremely
 Contageous flavor
 Distributed in major
 Tomatoes with juice
 Chances of prostate cancer
 Disease is fictitious
 Never abandon your Emmanuel
 For want of religion
 Kept peasants 180
 Just got back
 From what
 It ain't nothin' but gamblin'
 In the pockets scramblin'
 To avoid the sack
 I'm seldom seen
 'Cause I'm on the label
 No dis
 Boneless fingers go from
 For the one
 In a matter of tone
 A target of
 Since sense has made me enemies
 It has performance in demand
 Violence, a tradition in the Western Hemisphere
 Claim jumpers and land jackers

 (Chorus
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: LaFace Records

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Still Standing (1998)

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