Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Have I Learned, artist - Bizzy Bone. Album song A Song for You, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.04.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: After Platinum
Song language: English
What Have I Learned |
Yeah |
Some people wonder, ya know? |
They say well, what have you learned? |
And to your left, your right |
Your left, your right |
And to your left, your right |
Your left, your right |
To your left, your right |
Your left (March with me!) |
To your left, your right |
Your left, your right |
And to your left, your right |
Your left, your right |
And to your left, your right |
Your left, your right |
And to your left, your right (Ten-hut! Ten-hut!) |
Your left, your right |
(Hook) |
What have I learned? |
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and words |
And what have I learned? |
It don’t matter but nobody take a day here to concern |
See the good in the ones that’ll burn |
And you’ll never get all that you’ve earned |
Don’t interrupt me, I speak to The Lord |
Heavenly choir, now we are adjourned |
Oh we are adjourned-journed-journed |
In the temple cleanin the mental the evil that lurks |
Comin up off of around the corner with dirty ass thoughts |
Here’s thirty seconds to start |
They slither like worms |
They jealous of purity, jealous of people in love |
They plot on the woman, destroy the connection |
They see that you happy, came in from the scrubs |
I’m tellin you bruh |
They down with the serpent, it get in they mind |
Believe the people who witness The Christ |
Look at my life, and now they blind |
Nobody to find |
They sellin they souls, without even knowing I’ll catch 'em |
Without definitions and give 'em renditions of scriptures and shit |
I keep goin and goin but knowing is mine |
I walk and I shine in the sublime, gotta ward off all the demons |
Outta my thought, they thought come clog my conscience |
I sit back and wake 'em, not literally thuggin |
Just comin and clog up they mind |
What have I learned? |
What have I learned? |
(Hook) |
What have I learned? |
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and words |
And what have I learned? |
It don’t matter but nobody take a day here to concern |
See the good in the ones that’ll burn |
And you’ll never get all that you’ve earned |
Don’t interrupt me, I speak to The Lord |
Heavenly choir, now we are adjourned |
Oh we are adjourned-journed-journed |
With a bounty on my head |
And a county hold in my mind |
Angels grippin my spine |
Dear Lord, these are scandalous times |
We livin in Revelation, nation against nation |
Flood in the hood, on a boat like Haitian |
Me and little brother, we are runnin for salvation |
Every day comin to face temptation |
Case in joint, at the base of the point |
At the place with a Dutch and enjoy, little soulja boy |
Ya better keep ya boys and no noise, no boys sendin in no toys |
And runnin with stock, ya better watch the cops |
Ya better get off the block |
You mean to tell me that motherfuckas is still sellin rocks at the spot? |
With a Glock, and a knot, da-da da-da-da, eyy |
Who do you think you are? |
Dead in the heart |
Dead man walkin, man, don’t need to start |
A tear from the above, but we thuggin in the park |
Another dog, she barked it |
On the porch with a sawed-off shotgun, ready to spark |
On the multitude (Is that all you got?) |
Tryin’a shock the dude, get him in his heart |
And laugh at him fast, like hen and a hog |
Run into I, you better hold that stack |
Weeded out, then baby even now |
Poor child in the hood, no hood, no doubt, no wood, no hort, no hood, no shout |
Ambu-lances, coroners, and some that never know no doors |
Brain cartiladge up on that floor |
It’s one friend, please let me take it one most |
(Hook) |
What have I learned? |
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and words |
And what have I learned? |
It don’t matter but nobody take a day here to concern |
See the good in the ones that’ll burn |
And you’ll never get all that you’ve earned |
Don’t interrupt me, I speak to The Lord |
Heavenly choir, now we are adjourned |
Oh we are adjourned-journed-journed |
Grind in the days in a maze |
And amazed with the phase in the plague of a homeboy blazed |
Now the homeboy slayed and the streets so crazed |
Know that he prayed, that shit is played |
It’s ok, it’s alright |
Spirit’ll be better when you see that light |
When you see that flight |
And Allah provide, perfections, let’s go take a ride |
Loadin' up clips, hollow tips |
Ready for murder, swallow this |
Follow this, model this |
With death, you don’t have to swallow shit |
When it’s bottled up and it tastes like piss |
Ridin' on up, thumbs up and flip with a clip |
Niggas off with the hurt and pain, but the hurt remains |
Hurt remains |
(Hook) |
What have I learned? |
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and words |
And what have I learned? |
It don’t matter but nobody take a day here to concern |
See the good in the ones that’ll burn |
And you’ll never get all that you’ve earned |
Don’t interrupt me, I speak to The Lord |
Heavenly choir, now we are adjourned |
Oh we are adjourned-journed-journed |
(March with me!) |
And to your left, your right |
Your left, your right |
And to your left, your right |
Your left, your right |
To your left, your right |
Your left, your right |
And to your left, your right |
Your left, your right |