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Kellee Maize - Stay Human lyrics
Starvation is a creation of the devil
 A rebel
 I'm bringin' food to the people like a widow
 brinin' flowers to a grave in the middle
 of the city isolation is a riddle
 to be surrounded by a million other people
 but feel alone like a tree in the desert
 dried up like the skin of a lizard
 but full of color like the spots of a leopard
 drum and bass pull me in like a sheperd
 scratch my itch like a needle on a record
 full of life like a man gone to Mecca
 sky high like an eagle up soaring
 I speak low but I'm like a lion roaring
 baritone like a Robeson recordin'
 I'm giving thanks for bein' human every morning...
 Because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bap
 can I hear it once again!
 Boom Bap tell your neighbor tell a friend
 every box gotta right to be boomin'
 because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bap
 can I hear it once again!
 Boom Bap tell your neighbor tell a friend
 every flower got a right to be bloomin'!
 Stay Human!
 Be resistant
 the negativity we keep it at a distanceKellee Maize - Stay Human - http://motolyrics.com/kellee-maize/stay-human-lyrics.html
 call for backup and I'll give you some assistance
 like a lifesaver deep in the ocean
 stay afloat here upon the funky motion
 rock and roll upon the waves of the season
 hold your breath and your underwater breathin'
 To be rhymin' without a real reason
 is to claim but not to practice a religion
 is television is the drug of the nation
 satelite is immaculate reception
 beaming in they can look and they can listen
 so you see don't believe in the system
 to legalize you or give you your freedom
 you want rights ask'em, they'll read 'em
 but every flower gotta right to be bloomin'
 stay human...
Cause all the freaky people make the beauty of the world
 You see Y2K ya know is a moment
 in time we find that we can open
 up a heart that's locked or been broken
 by the pain of the words not spoken
 or shot by guns a still smokin'
 Cartwrights out on the Ponderosa
 or drive by bang in Testarossa
 we need to heed the words of Dalai Lama
 or at least the words of your mama
 take a mental trip to the Bahamas
 steam your body in a stereo sauna, sauna, comma....










