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Artiste:
Fathead
Titre:
I'd Rather Be
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Chorus
We don't get down like we used to We used to be together all the time But now I find we don't get down Like we used to be together all the time But now I find we don't get down like we used to I wish I had a picture of my little brother on the table No time to fantasize and this one's no fable I'd rather be on an island with my mom for one night We'd reminisce about those trite Them days of how I was When the cops were the fuzz My Stretch Armstrong Don't even last that long I'd rather be on top of things But then my telephone rings Procrastination sets in So this is what it brings Get you it later There's nobody greater To get the job done Except for maybe FreAKAnature I'd rather be on top with these jobs Get them finished completely I pull the plug on my phone When I'm alone And my neighbor sees me But its cool I'd rather be on trial with a witness Who was targeting the fool Taken such a long time Think about the family, the memory bank, yes Fathead is where I'd rather be
Chorus
Wishing for renditions of the past And conditions of the present But my mission's incomplete with out the visions That I have from day to day I pray I'll stay this way forever Like the boy, father, mother, sister, brother And myself the freAKA, who I can't recall Oh yes y'all, right down the hall, I guess ya'll There was this chillin disco ball On the ceiling feeling good I'm all about The rhymes see the way I'm speaking Keeps me guessing if I'm Indian, white black or Puerto Rican But I'm seeking deeper meaning Than the color of my skin As to why I cannot try To spread some views from down within Cry myself to sleep I'm set by nations under siege Politicians, jurisdictions, and the deadly disease It takes young and even younger Sad to see them fall apart It's hard to please, worse try If we do not make a start Its life for future generations When life is made for living Giving help to those in need
(Instrumental Part)
Chorus, repeat until end