Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Done by the Forces of Nature, artist - Jungle Brothers. Album song Done By The Forces Of Nature, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Done by the Forces of Nature |
Born buck-naked out my mother’s womb |
A man cooped up in a rubber room |
Time changes, time flies |
Caterpillars turn into butterflies |
A kitten grows up to be a tiger |
I grows up to be a writer |
Children go through puberty |
And then they reach maturity |
Metamorphasizms |
The Force of Nature has gotten in them |
In my book that comes first |
Controls the soul and the universe |
It’s the Nature… |
Black man, Black heart, Black soul |
I was born to roll |
Roll, like water in an open stream |
Smooth as I can be |
Tick Tock goes the hands of time |
Time puts meanin' to my rhymes |
Rhyme lets you know what’s goin' on |
What’s goin' right and what’s goin' wrong |
Power, poor, rich, and weak |
There is some science to what I speak |
And if there wasn’t, I could not face ya |
'Cause this was brung… By The Forces Of Nature |
Alright y’all, get ready for the first Pharoah of funk, Afrika, and his famous |
flute |
Tickle-tickle, trickle-trickle |
You can’t buy nature with a nickle |
Excuse me one minute… |
Can I get some of that saxophone? |
Rainbows, volcanoes, waterfalls, native calls |
Avalanches, trees with branches |
B. boys in their favorites stances |
Ejaculation, menstruation |
A prayer to God is a confrontation |
Dirt and soil, gas and oil |
Gold, copper, silver, tin foil |
Love ya momma Mother Nature |
But some act through as if they hate ya |
Artificials, man-mades |
They don’t use lemon to make lemonades |
Everything I see is half-real |
Ziplocked, wrapped up, signed and sealed |
Gettin' ready to return back to the source |
About to get Done By the Force… of Nature |
(«It began in Africa») |
Boy, girl, sister, brother |
Wife, husband, friend, lover |
You can’t change what’s meant to be |
You can’t hit what you can’t see |
It’s easier for a camel to walk through the eye of a needle |
Than for a rich man to enter the gates of Heaven |
(I hear what you’re sayin', my brother, I hear what you’re sayin') |
Treble, bass, haste makes waste |
Nature puts things in the right place |
Hot, baked, carrot cake |
In life there’s many things at stake |
Records spun, let’s have fun |
I like to have fun by the ton |
Roads, places, avenues, streets |
I’ll walk a mile for a funky beat |
I put these words in a special order |
Because I was overcome By the Forces of Nature |