Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mister Landlord , by - Arrested Development. Song from the album Zingalamaduni, in the genre ФанкRelease date: 31.12.1993
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Mister Landlord |
| Mister landlord step off my yard |
| Mister landlord step off my yard |
| Mister landlord step off my yard |
| Mister landlord step off my yard |
| Mister landlord I understand |
| You have a right to check out your land 'cuz it’s your land |
| My family told me you’ve been peekin' in windows |
| Forcing them to be a little scared, keeping curtains closed |
| I protect my house but on tour |
| I try to find a home where my people are secure |
| Your racist views are the views of your own |
| So please don’t let it enter my family zone |
| Just lettin' you know, I’m not a little old colored boy |
| That steps off the curb when you walk your walk |
| So please don’t mistake my kindness for blindness |
| I’ve known your game since Columbus came |
| And if I woulda known how your neck was burnin' red |
| In your complex I wouldn’t of been caught dead |
| So here’s my message from me to you |
| My space is off limits until we move |
| You understand that |
| Mister landlord step off my yard |
| Mister landlord step off my yard |
| Mister landlord step off my yard |
| Mister landlord step off my yard |
| Mister landlord I have to question |
| Do you expect me to chill while you’re bumrushin'? |
| You thought we were the passive kind, well, you’re mistakin' |
| You outta give nuff respect like I’m Jamaican |
| The point is I feel you endanger my pride |
| Your racist comments, your racist approach I ain’t with |
| It’s bad enough there’s kids in there that are strugglin' |
| Finding themselves with out you bringin' racism |
| Just to bring peace do I have to get a piece? |
| And in the break of dawn I guess I’ll pray to the east |
| 'Cuz I’m not the one to get slapped on the cheek |
| Without my fist curling up to hit you back in your teeth, yo |
| Free yourself |
| Free yourself |
| Freedom |
| Is what we want not a fight |
| Waving confederate flags and gun toting is your type |
| You ever heard of Ogune, well, soon his spell |
| Will clear my brain while he clears where I dwell |
| I call on the natural forces that be |
| To help to free me, to free me |
| Al-ya bolia bol-I ya |
| Al-ya bolia bol-I ya |
| Yeah ea yeah ea |
| Al-ya bolia bol-I ya |
| Al-ya bolia bol-I ya |
| Yeah ea yeah ea |
| Al-ya bolia bol-I ya |
| Al-ya bolia bol-I ya |
| Yeah ea yeah ea |
| Al-ya bolia bol-I ya |
| Al-ya bolia bol-I ya |
| Yeah ea yeah ea |