Beeds on a String Lyrics

Song	Beeds on a String
Artist	Jungle Brothers
Album	Done by the Forces of Nature
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	作词 : Jungle Brothers
	Backed by the
	Baby Bam Beat, the rare groove
	Jungle Bros. no competition and nothin' to prove
	Want me to be on your family tree
	But you're all about yourself which won't allow me to be
	You see I'm the kind of brother that gets up on the stage
	To get down for the people that came and paid
	I throw on my uniform, but not to get pretty
	Show no shame, feel no pity
	You all showed up and
	I'm glad you came
	Still the same person everything's the same
	Once again
	I show towards you all due respect
	But my main concern for now is keepin' things in check
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they hang on the my rhythm like the
	Beeds On My
	String Recess
	My soul sings a
	FUNK-E song, as the beat goes on and on
	Another day gone and still learnin' my right from wrong
	The party's gettin' packed as
	I turn up the
	BASS more
	The meter's goin' crazy up and down like a see saw
	Takin' off my crown, to give my lo, lo, lo, locks a breathe
	I wanna stop myself but
	I still got some rhyme left
	Uncle Sam breaks it down as everybody shakes the butt
	Brothers gettin' happy lettin' out the longin' nutt
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they cling on the rhythm like the
	BEEDS on my
	STRING Recess
	You know what...
	Sisters on the side sayin' get on get on
	Brothers everywhere sayin'
	JUMP ON IT!
	Can't get enough of what
	I'm doin' here
	Well the picture is painted the message is clear
	Here, the
	Beeds are the
	People the
	String is the
	Vibe The Vibe is what mentally connects the tribe
	Once you get on it you can't get off it
	You fall off beat well baby doll you lost it
	Maybe next week of even the next beat
	Makes ya feel at home beats up against ya dome
	Find ya self inside an
	AfriKan syndrome
	Found ya culture brother
	I told ya
	Black is Beautiful
	Money is Powerful
	You was afraid that's why you stayed away
	The true blue brothers they followed me anyway
	I gave 'em alternative found a new way ta {sic} live
	Somethin' that's positive which
	I thought was good to give
	A whole lot of tribes of us feelin' the vibes from us
	Everybody's down nobody's ridin' us
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they hang on to my rhythm like the
	Beeds on my
	String Now everybody pump your first as we proceed to leave this place
	Step into a zone where there's no mind for color face
	Children are the future so let them lead the way
	Carry our nation into a brighter and better day
	Evil will be broken by
	Allah in due time
	We will soon find out what is matter and what is mind
	Now hands in the air and together we sing
	As we the pretty colors of the
	BEEDS on the
	STRING...

	zuo ci : Jungle Brothers
	Backed by the
	Baby Bam Beat, the rare groove
	Jungle Bros. no competition and nothin' to prove
	Want me to be on your family tree
	But you' re all about yourself which won' t allow me to be
	You see I' m the kind of brother that gets up on the stage
	To get down for the people that came and paid
	I throw on my uniform, but not to get pretty
	Show no shame, feel no pity
	You all showed up and
	I' m glad you came
	Still the same person everything' s the same
	Once again
	I show towards you all due respect
	But my main concern for now is keepin' things in check
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they hang on the my rhythm like the
	Beeds On My
	String Recess
	My soul sings a
	FUNKE song, as the beat goes on and on
	Another day gone and still learnin' my right from wrong
	The party' s gettin' packed as
	I turn up the
	BASS more
	The meter' s goin' crazy up and down like a see saw
	Takin' off my crown, to give my lo, lo, lo, locks a breathe
	I wanna stop myself but
	I still got some rhyme left
	Uncle Sam breaks it down as everybody shakes the butt
	Brothers gettin' happy lettin' out the longin' nutt
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they cling on the rhythm like the
	BEEDS on my
	STRING Recess
	You know what...
	Sisters on the side sayin' get on get on
	Brothers everywhere sayin'
	JUMP ON IT!
	Can' t get enough of what
	I' m doin' here
	Well the picture is painted the message is clear
	Here, the
	Beeds are the
	People the
	String is the
	Vibe The Vibe is what mentally connects the tribe
	Once you get on it you can' t get off it
	You fall off beat well baby doll you lost it
	Maybe next week of even the next beat
	Makes ya feel at home beats up against ya dome
	Find ya self inside an
	AfriKan syndrome
	Found ya culture brother
	I told ya
	Black is Beautiful
	Money is Powerful
	You was afraid that' s why you stayed away
	The true blue brothers they followed me anyway
	I gave ' em alternative found a new way ta sic live
	Somethin' that' s positive which
	I thought was good to give
	A whole lot of tribes of us feelin' the vibes from us
	Everybody' s down nobody' s ridin' us
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they hang on to my rhythm like the
	Beeds on my
	String Now everybody pump your first as we proceed to leave this place
	Step into a zone where there' s no mind for color face
	Children are the future so let them lead the way
	Carry our nation into a brighter and better day
	Evil will be broken by
	Allah in due time
	We will soon find out what is matter and what is mind
	Now hands in the air and together we sing
	As we the pretty colors of the
	BEEDS on the
	STRING...

	zuò cí : Jungle Brothers
	Backed by the
	Baby Bam Beat, the rare groove
	Jungle Bros. no competition and nothin' to prove
	Want me to be on your family tree
	But you' re all about yourself which won' t allow me to be
	You see I' m the kind of brother that gets up on the stage
	To get down for the people that came and paid
	I throw on my uniform, but not to get pretty
	Show no shame, feel no pity
	You all showed up and
	I' m glad you came
	Still the same person everything' s the same
	Once again
	I show towards you all due respect
	But my main concern for now is keepin' things in check
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they hang on the my rhythm like the
	Beeds On My
	String Recess
	My soul sings a
	FUNKE song, as the beat goes on and on
	Another day gone and still learnin' my right from wrong
	The party' s gettin' packed as
	I turn up the
	BASS more
	The meter' s goin' crazy up and down like a see saw
	Takin' off my crown, to give my lo, lo, lo, locks a breathe
	I wanna stop myself but
	I still got some rhyme left
	Uncle Sam breaks it down as everybody shakes the butt
	Brothers gettin' happy lettin' out the longin' nutt
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they cling on the rhythm like the
	BEEDS on my
	STRING Recess
	You know what...
	Sisters on the side sayin' get on get on
	Brothers everywhere sayin'
	JUMP ON IT!
	Can' t get enough of what
	I' m doin' here
	Well the picture is painted the message is clear
	Here, the
	Beeds are the
	People the
	String is the
	Vibe The Vibe is what mentally connects the tribe
	Once you get on it you can' t get off it
	You fall off beat well baby doll you lost it
	Maybe next week of even the next beat
	Makes ya feel at home beats up against ya dome
	Find ya self inside an
	AfriKan syndrome
	Found ya culture brother
	I told ya
	Black is Beautiful
	Money is Powerful
	You was afraid that' s why you stayed away
	The true blue brothers they followed me anyway
	I gave ' em alternative found a new way ta sic live
	Somethin' that' s positive which
	I thought was good to give
	A whole lot of tribes of us feelin' the vibes from us
	Everybody' s down nobody' s ridin' us
	Hands in the air and everybody will sing
	As they hang on to my rhythm like the
	Beeds on my
	String Now everybody pump your first as we proceed to leave this place
	Step into a zone where there' s no mind for color face
	Children are the future so let them lead the way
	Carry our nation into a brighter and better day
	Evil will be broken by
	Allah in due time
	We will soon find out what is matter and what is mind
	Now hands in the air and together we sing
	As we the pretty colors of the
	BEEDS on the
	STRING...

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