- Votes:
- Composers:
- Edwin J Hayes
- John Gammage
 
- Tags:
- swinging rap
 
- See also:
Aceyalone - Headaches & Woes lyrics
Oh man, I got a splittin' headache
 And my heart is broken up into
 A thousand tiny little microscopic pieces
 I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
 I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues
 And not many people knows
 That leaves me with a twisted view
 Of the whole wide world as I know it
 And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet
 Now in my natural habitat I gravitate towards having that
 And I elevate on having that
 And I'll never get caught in your rabbit trap
 From Yellowstone to Venezuela
 Nigeria down through Australia
 There's somethin' I learned that I gotta tell ya
 There's a whole lot of us ain't wrapped too tight
 Now I could been your doctor or your lawyer
 Or come to your house and clean up for ya
 Self destruction won't destroy ya
 If you got somebody that's lookin' out for ya
 Men are murdered women raped
 People gettin' beat on videotape
 And people elsewhere tryin' to escape
 Just to come to America to lick the plate
 Helicopters scope the land
 Hell is here so I hope you 'stand
 Hip hop culture is African
 And rappers like me gon' rule the earth
 I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
 I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues
 And not many people knows
 That leaves me with a twisted view
 Of the whole wide world as I know it
 And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet
 Now everyday I manifest and I generate
 And smoke cannabis
 And I penetrate and I innovate
 And I demonstrate from Los Angeles
 From Amsterdam to the Northern border
 Panama, Spain to Atlanta, Georgia
 Somethin' I learned that I haven't told ya
 Brothers like me don't live too long
 Now I know you know it ain't who you know
 But do you know
 You see 'cause you could go just like any Joe
 And that's for sho' true
 So if you're straight and you're narrow
 And the snake's in the barrel
 And the serpent is under the rainbow
 And you're head over heels instead of the reals
 Then you're bound to be tangledAceyalone - Headaches & Woes - http://motolyrics.com/aceyalone/headaches-and-woes-lyrics.html
 'Cause brothers are singin' and dancin' and rappin'
 Like they was a vaudeville act
 But knowledge is wealth and you gotta know self
 And you gotta know God's still black
 'Cause every so often I sit and I wonder why I even trip at all
 'Cause half are down when I get down
 The other half wanna see me fall
 Waitin' around all heaven bound
 And you seen that your L-7's round
 And when the sky falls to the ground
 And you found that the only way up is down
 Don't give me no additives, no sedatives
 Or preservatives, or repetitive
 Rhetoric you give, just let it live
 Yet my head is poundin'
 I'm dealin' with this load on my mind
 I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes man
 I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues
 And not many peoples knows
 Man, that leaves me with a twisted view
 Of the whole wide world as I know it
 And I guess I got no choice but to be a
 I got no choice but to be
 I guess I got no choice but to be a poet
 I guess I got no choice but to be a prophet
 I guess I got no choice but to be a griot
 A gangster, a athlete, a bum
 A nobody, a criminal, a convict
 A black man, a MC, a MC, a MC
 I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
 I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues
 And not many people knows
 That leaves me with a twisted view
 Of the whole wide world as I know it
 And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet
 Mmm, hmm, you know that's right
 That's why people got to get their high, so they can get high
 They blast and they passed the pipe to get high
 Just like a Jedi, never said I would, I, even if I could I
 Didn't do it but I just rather get a little shut eye
 So I sleep from dawn to dusk in a bomb shelter
 'Cause ya never know when the man is gonna drop that big one
 Oh, pelting, people burning, melting, alarm the farmers
 Armageddon, karma psychic readings
 Greetings, Earthlings, I'm from Mars
 Got two more planets to go and then I'm on my way to the stars
 Oh no, there I go through the ozone layer hole
 Where the men are the men and they mean it
 Down where the wind don't blow where the indo grow
 In the snow and everybody po'













