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Love & Mercy
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Twilight Zone
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Granny Knows Best
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released 15 October 2009
written, performed and produced by Deborah D. Johnson - license
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- Track Name: Love & Mercy
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Love and Mercy (2007)
Deborah D. Johnson
Hook:
Make some noise, make some noise
They know I’m coming ‘cause the stuff is bumpin
Make some noise (yea), make some noise
They hear me coming ‘cause the stuff is bumpin
Ooooh oh, the war ain’t over –the war ain’t over
Ooooh oh, the war ain’t over –then fight-the-good-fight
1st Verse:
Many battles are fought but the war ain’t over
I’m the O.G. Granny in a World of Warcraft
Going into battle is suicidal - Sure I was scared
I --was - Kicked to the bottom but I’m creeping up (hey eh)
To the bank to withdraw my stuff (oow)
The dude erased my tracks (What!)
I thought the brother had my back – ha ha
But the war ain’t over
I was homeless and the road was rough - don’t ya know
I’m tired of that stuff - (Make some noise)
Hungry; and you didn’t feed me
In jail and you wouldn’t come see me
Lead me to the water but you won’t let me drink
What in the world is a girl ‘pose to think
I tried to fly and you clipped my wings
I’m working hard to redeem my dreams (Make some noise)
I’m the baby boomer - spread the rumor
I’m in your town cause I’m the groomer
Lolla-gag tic-tackin and shuckin
Boogaloo Robottin and Struttin
Can’t nobody tell me it ain’t nothing
I work my bones just to prove it’s something
It’s hard to be a stranger in a strange land
But I heard about a place they call the promise land
Chorus:
Youuu, youuu –and meeeee (yes we can)
We’re going to the ocean of love and mercy 2x
Make some noise, make some noise
They know I’m on it ‘cause the stuff is bumpin’
Make some noise, (yea) make some noise
They hear me coming ‘cause the stuff is bumpin
2nd Verse:
I fell from A, B to Z
“Z” is the one that cared for me
Held my hand when I couldn’t see
You know Z is the one to put me back on beat
Gimme new shiny armor tailored to my style
Now - I -- Walk the walk as I talk the talk
And I’m creeping to the devil’s camp to take
back what he took from me
Hello my brother of another mother
why be a dog when you can be an eagle
Seems to me there’s a problem with ego
leading to legal. You never heard of Jonathan Seagull
Let my people go - so
(We could build healthy wealthy families)
Chorus:
Youuu, youuu and meeeee (yes we can)
We going to the ocean -of love and mercy
2nd Hook
Dun-ta dun dun ta-dunt ta-dunt 4x
Audience screaming – now you beaming
Ut-oh, wake up, you’re only dreaming
Five in the morn in your pajamas
Gotta get ready to pose for the cameras
Compose! Did I say pose; well suppose
You snap your head back and tip your hat
You tough, go strut your stuff
(bam bam bam)
Come out the box and meet with Jamie Fox
Going thru the rock we’ll pick up Chris
Know we gotta have a laugh or two – ha ha haaa
I’m going to Will to get karate Jada
You know that girl’ll kick-drop the hater
You know Madea got my back
And we ready for Oprah ‘cause this the story of love and glory
(Make some noise) 2x
They know I’m on it ‘cause the stuff is bumpin’
(Make some noise ‘yea’ make some noise)
They hear me coming ‘cause the stuff is bumpin’
Johanas and Ezra,
Peach, Tone, Sherr,
Cory, Michael, Tevin
Isaiah, Terrique, ShaSha
We take it to the ocean of love and mercy 2x
2nd Hook
Dun-ta dun dun ta-dunt ta-dunt 4x
Lolla-gag tic-tackin and shuckin
Boogaloo, Robottin and struttin
Can’t noboby tell me it ain’t nothin
I work my bones just to prove it’s somethin 2x
It’s hard to be a stranger in a strange land but I
Heard about a place they call the promised land
Dun-ta dun dun ta-dunt ta-dunt 4x - Track Name: Twilight Zone
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Twilight Zone (2007)
Deborah D. Johnson
Hook:
Just chillin in the twilight zone, just chillin in the twilight zone
Working it out in the twilight zone, coming out of the twilight zone
Verse
Once upon a time (quite a while ago)
I had a dream; I went to go chase it.
It was a scream and I went buck wild.
I got the style to make the crowd wild.
Why take half when I can go the whole mile.
Yo producer, that’s me,
breaking off something proper.
Settin the pace for the hip-hop race.
Starting my rhyme off good with a bass.
I’m paying dues, I don’t intend to lose.
Ain’t no rule -- saying I can’t groove.
Stop fussin and get with the program.
I want you to know just who I am.
It’s not the quantity of the lyricals,
it’s the quality of the parables;
you’re not alone when living in the twilight zone.
Hook:
Just chillin in the twilight zone, just chillin in the twilight zone
Verse:
I got a rap with dope lyrics in it;
a funky beat you say that granny’s really slammin.
So now you’re rockin you say that I’m shockin.
Are you surprised the beat is jammin.
Get with the real stuff; hang tuff
Tell illusion goodbye.
Peep it all through the third eye
For example, I could be a sample
But I ain’t going out without a fight
No not me, but a sell out might
I’m getting ruff, getting raw on my time
So let me tell you about it in my rhyme
I move on ‘cause the game ain’t true
And say boldly let me thru
But I don’t sweat it
I’m putting mine in
Chillin out, I have seen the light
No longer do I waste my time
I’ve got the five virtues of the mind
Discrimination and forgiveness
With contentment and un-attachment
Lead me on to humility; It’s my responsibility
Coming out of the twilight zone
Yea, coming out the twilight zone
Hook:
Just chillin in the twilight zone, just chillin in the twilight zone
Verse
Moving right along tell me what’s the reason
Some only talk about drugs and destruction
Instead of building a firm foundation
My brothers and sisters deceived by greed
Do you really care to see the dealers off the street?
Attached to the five passions of the mind
Wasting much precious time
Lust, anger, greed, and attachment
And vanity losing all sanity
When you’re living in the twilight zone
Hook:
Just chillin in the twilight zone, just chillin in the twilight zone
Verse
Comin correct with a beat that’s vicious
I call it dope, you call it delicious
I got my mike, my rhyme and a dime
The words are flowin; you know I can’t stop
So I just keep on going
And when you’re not very dizzy
That’s the time for us to get busy
My people, my people, my people
Stand tall like a steeple
Always listening just because
The man wants his two cents in
Stirring up much confusion
Sitting there without a clue
Saying hey, I choose you
Haha, it amaze me but still kinda crazy
He can’t rhyme, he can’t even faze me
I’m putting work in for mine
And I’ve shown, I’m bad to the bone
Attack the mike like a thief in the night
My rhymes soar like an eagle in flight
Now if you don’t understand this
I know that you may want to dis this
But that’s okay for today
How can I miss you when you won’t go away
Leave me alone ‘cause you’ve been shown
I’ve got my own twilight zone
Hook:
Yea living in the twilight zone; Come out of the twilight zone
Just chillin in the twilight zone, just chillin in the twilight zone
Working it out in the twilight zone
Coming out of the twilight zone
Ye-ah - Track Name: Granny Knows Best
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Granny Knows Best (2007)
Deborah D. Johnson
Hook:
Granny knows best; the boy wouldn’t listen; Granny knows best
Out chillin with the homies having fun; what’s wrong with that
Granny’s coming out hard hittin
Correct – from the street topic
Another rhyme I select
About my son, my boy who must have lost his brains
‘cause the young fool straight had to go join a gang
Out chillin with his homies (yea) getting his bang on
Too much money he’s having, he’s getting his slang on
He’s not deep into it yet, that I must confess
But I know he’s into it by the way he go and dress
Beanies, locs, khakis and cords
House shoes and I ask him
Yo, what’s the rag for? (nothin)
He told me it was nothing, I know its lies
I’m a granny girl I could see it thru his eyes
Told my boy he better watch his self
Or you’ll learn the hard way ‘cause
Granny knows best
Hook:
Granny knows best; the boy wouldn’t listen; Granny knows best
Out chillin with the homies having fun; what’s wrong with that
Now my boy is hangin out in the hood with Pooh
I don’t appreciate the things he do
Ballin on the corner everyday all night
Two and three times the boy is in a fight
Only sixteen already on his own
Got a bad mouth and the fool thinks he’s grown
Scooter keeps telling me that Pooh is cool man
But that boy dropped outta school
Riding around in a Regal Buick
And told my boy – he could do it
But you know how it goes when you just wanna be (like the rest)
But yo, you know it’s best to dis that mess
Listen up “G” granny knows best
Hook:
Granny knows best; the boy wouldn’t listen; Granny knows best
Out chillin with the homies having fun; what’s wrong with that
Now my boy is in the street living a life of crime
I keep telling him boy you going the wrong way
I say listen son, I’m only telling you what I know
(it’s the same ole song)
Pooh won’t last long cause running around and
Scoping people people ain’t the way to go
I know from experience, I was a teenager once
Walking around with my homies just havin fun
Until one day someone got a gun
And with our luck the cops had us on the run
And I ain’t never trip no more
For you my son I wanna open up doors
So now you know
Granny knows best
Hook:
Granny knows best; the boy wouldn’t listen; Granny knows best
Out chillin with the homies having fun; what’s wrong with that
You just want me in the house stuck bored all the time
You had your teenage life, you straight trippin all the time
I know where you coming from, you just don’t understand
Don’t you know through the ages things have changed?
We just straight kickin back on the avenue
Bustin funky raps with the usual crew (yea right)
We dropping the rhymes all of the time
I don’t mean to dis the things you show me
I just wanna kick it with my cool homies
Word
I love you boy I want to see you grow to be a man
I know Mom ain’t nothing gon happen
Well he kiss my last tear and out the door
And I realized as I watched him go
I’ve got to leave him alone while he still knows it all
And be around to get the telephone call
From the authorities telling me
That my boy took a downfall
Now my boy wouldn’t listen and I tell ya that he gone
The way he was livin I knew he wouldn’t last long
‘cause just last week, they decide
on the kids around the corner to hit a drive by
but they shot back and my boy caught a bullet
the silver one with his name on it
tried to live a gangsta life only left him lonely
now six feet deep lying with his cool homie
(dang)
so those of you who are feeling grown
there’s a message in this song you might I.D.
the child you save may be your own
yea yea, un huh
no matter where you are north, south, east, or west
listen up we can all grow up and with that,
I guess it’s peace and out
I rest my case ‘cause
Granny knows best
Hook:
Granny knows best; the boy wouldn’t listen; Granny knows best
Out chillin with the homies having fun; what’s wrong with that