Musicology – 2004

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  • #1266
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      Album Title: Musicology
      Released: April 20, 2004

       

      Song list below:

      • Musicology
      • Illusion, Coma, Pimp & Circumstance
      • A Million Days
      • Life ‘O’ The Party
      • Call My Name
      • Cinnamon Girl
      • What Do U Want Me 2 Do?
      • The Marrying Kind
      • If Eye Was The Man In Ur Life
      • On The Couch
      • Dear Mr. Man
      • Reflection

       

      Check out the lyrics to the songs on this album in the following post below.

      Note: All the lyrics from this album were obtained from various lyrics websites. It is possible the lyrics may not be completely accurate. Therefore, if anyone notice misinformation, please let us know. Thank you.

       

       

      Song Title:Musicology
      Source: AZ Lyrics

       

      Lyrics below:
      Heard about the party now
      Just east o’ Harlem
      Dougie’s gonna b there
      But u got 2 call him

      Even the soldiers
      Need a break sometimes
      Listen 2 the groove ya’ll
      Let it unwind ur mind

      No intoxication
      Unless u c what eye c
      Dancin hot n’ sweaty
      Right in font of me

      Call it what u like
      I’m gonna call it how it b
      This is just another one
      Of God’s gifts
      Musicology

      Keep that party movin
      Just like eye told you
      Kick the old school joint
      4 the true funk soldiers
      Musicology

      Wish eye had a dollar
      4 everytime u say
      Don’t u miss the feeling
      Music gave ya
      Back in the day?

      Let’s Groove
      September
      Earth, Wind and Fire
      Hot Pants by James
      Sly’s gonna take u higher

      Minor keys and drugs
      Don’t make a rollerskate jam
      Take ur pick – turntable or a band?

      If it ain’t Chuck D
      or Jam Master Jay
      Know what?
      They’re losin’
      ‘Cause we got a PhD in
      Advanced Body Movin’

      Keep the party movin’
      Just like eye told u
      Kick the old school joint
      4 the true funk soldiers
      Musicology

      #1267
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        Album: Musicology

        Title: Illusion, Coma, Pimp & Circumstance

        Source: Metro Lyrics

        Lyrics below

        She knew which fork to use
        But she couldn’t dance
        So he hipped her to the funk
        In exchange for the finance
        Who’s pimping who when
        Nobody gets a second chance?
        This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

        She was older
        But rich beyond compare
        She’d drop a thousand dollars
        At the salon
        Just to get her hair did
        He was good at compliments
        Better in the bunk
        She laced him with a crib in Paris
        He hipped her to the funk

        Way to fine he was for her
        A dirty dog in expensive fur
        As long as she’s providing chips and whips
        We can do this funky thing
        As long as she was playing the host
        He figured he would make the most of them hips and lips
        He hooked her up, rocked her coast to coast

        She was so ugly
        But rich beyond compare
        Dropped a couple hundred thousand
        Dollars on a silver whip
        Just to match the color of her hair

        She said “Eye got plenty of what you need
        Put the spoon down honey
        Come on let mama feed you”

        She knew which fork to use
        But she couldn’t dance
        So he hipped her to the funk
        In exchange for the finance
        Who’s pimping who when
        Nobody gets a second chance?
        This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

        Where was eye’ Oh yeah
        A gentleman he was
        He never spoke about her nose
        So prominent because
        In the dark it glowed
        If she was only tan
        Instead of so lily white
        Her name was Doris
        But he called her “Flo”
        As in ‘rescent
        That ain’t right
        Fluorescent
        Every night
        A situation bound to fail
        As sure as Doris?
        Skin was pale

        Money might talk
        But what does it say?
        “you better get busy if you want to get paid
        Boy, eye was fine back in the day”

        She knew which fork to use
        But she couldn’t dance
        So he hipped her to the funk
        In exchange for the finance
        Who’s pimping who when
        Nobody gets a second chance?
        That’s the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

        Now dance
        Dance

        He spent her money oh so well
        Takin’ baths in cold Cristal
        He took a trip to burn an old flame in ‘Frisco
        Like wow!

        When Doris caught him in her arms
        She shrugged her shoulders and said “No harm”
        “Just put you’re name on this pre-nup
        And we can all hit the disco!”

        She knew which fork to use
        But she couldn’t dance
        So he hipped her to the funk
        In exchange for the finance
        Who’s pimping who when
        Nobody gets a second chance?
        This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp and circumstance

        She knew which fork to use
        But she couldn’t dance
        So he hipped her to the funk
        In exchange for the finance
        Who’s pimping who when
        Nobody gets a second chance?
        This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp and circumstance

        Now, dance

         

         

        #1268
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          Album: Musicology

          Title: A Million Days

          Source: Metro Lyrics

          Lyrics below

          It’s only been a hour since you left me
          But it feels like a million days
          If I had a magic wand I could turn back time
          I’d never let you go away

          I didn’t have the heart to say I’m sorry
          Now I haven’t got a heart at all
          I could tolerate the pain if I could talk to my best friend
          But you won’t even call

          I’m contemplating pulling out my suitcase
          And packing everything I own
          I didn’t back then but I do know now
          Wherever you are is home
          I’ll crawl on my belly and beg you
          But you’re so far away
          You’ve only been gone for an hour
          But it seems like a million days

          It’s only been a hour since you left me
          I wish I had somebody to blame
          But you’re the perfect picture of what love should look like
          And I want to be your frame
          It’s only been a hour but it feels like a million days

          A million days
          One hundred thousand million days
          Come home, come home baby
          I can’t take this no more
          Well, come home baby oh yeah
          Baby, I know I shouldn’t put my faith in heroes
          But I can’t see you any other way
          It’s only been a hour since you left me girl
          Feels like a million, feels like a million days

          Come home baby

           

          #1269
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            Album: Musicology

            Title: Life ‘O’ The Party

            Source: Metro Lyrics

            Lyrics below

            [Chorus]
            This is the life o’ the party
            We gonna do it right

            So you’re havin’ a party?
            Goody for you
            All the beautiful people gonna be there?
            Yeah, that’s cool
            You know you’re gonna have a good time cause you got the news
            That the life o’ the party is gonna party with you

            We’re doing our own thing
            Until the sun’ll come up
            Sweet Candy gonna be there
            Yeah, it’s gonna be rough
            She ain’t got no off switch
            And neither do eye
            When you read it in the paper tomorrow
            You gonna hang you’re head and cry

            [Chorus]

            We gonna have us a party
            All are welcome to
            We ain’t down with nobody
            That don’t party like we do
            Once we get it started
            We got to go all night
            We gonna have us a party
            We gonna do it right!
            So you having a party?
            Goody for you
            All the beautiful people
            Gonna be there, yeah that’s cool

            Why party in your own yard
            When you can party in mine?
            All the beautiful people gonna be there
            Puttin’ the “I” in fine
            Throw the records out my window
            CD’s out the door
            Might as well give it to the milkman
            We don’t want it no more

            Everybody can smell this funk y’all
            Down in Atlanta GA
            Everybody, even Dre and Em, know it’s OK
            Hey, we don’t need any trippin’ y’all on this special day
            We just callin’ to let you know
            You better not come if you can’t stay

            [Chorus]

            What’s it gonna take to get you’re booty soakin’ wet?
            You and me closer baby, that’s a bet

            Eye’m the life of the party
            As long as eye got your body
            Shaking like a leaf on a tree
            Cutie come dance with me
            You and me, we got mad chemistry
            Don’t it make you want to holler?
            Come with the life of the party, y’all
            We’re still making dollars
            Twenty five years to life
            The judge sentenced me to

             

            #1270
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              Album: Musicology

              Title: Call My Name

              Source: Metro Lyrics

              Lyrics below

              Call, call my name
              Call it, call my name

              Heard your voice this morning calling out my name
              It had been so long since I heard it
              That it didn’t sound quite the same, no
              But it let me know that my name had never really been spoken before
              Before the day I carried you through the Bridle Path door

              And ever since that day I haven’t wanted anyone but you
              And anybody who really knows me knows the truth

              I just can’t stop writing songs about you
              I love you so much
              I just can’t wait to get my arms around you
              And feel your touch
              Yeah
              If I don’t see you real soon baby girl, I might go insane
              I know it’s only been about three hours but I love it when you call my name, yes I do

              Heard a voice on the news saying people want to stop the war (stop the war, hmm!)
              If they had a love as sweet as you they’d forget what they were fighting for
              What’s the matter with the world today?
              The land of the free? Somebody lied
              They can bug my phone and people ’round my home
              They’ll only see you and me making love inside

              I just can’t stop writing songs about you
              I love you so much
              I just can’t wait to get my arms around you (I just can’t wait)
              And feel your touch (feel your touch)
              If I don’t see you real soon baby girl, I might go insane
              I know it’s only been about three hours but I love it when you call my name

              I’ve never seen the moon look so lovely as the night I saw it with you
              It let me know I’d never seen the moon before
              (Never seen the moon before)
              So many speak of the moon as though it had no flaws
              But to compare it to a beauty like yours would give one pause
              Nothing about you is false, that’s why your love is real
              (Talking ’bout real) that’s why your love is real
              God forbid if you belonged to another, I’d have to steal you (take you from your man)
              I might be tempted to break the law (break the law ’round here)
              Because your beauty, it gives one pause (yes, it does)
              It slows me down

              Just can’t stop writing songs about you
              I love you so much
              I just can’t wait to get my arms around you
              And feel your touch
              If I don’t see you real soon baby girl, I might go insane
              I know it’s only been about three hours but I love it when you call my name

              Honey, wynch’a call
              Call my name
              Call, call my name
              That’s right, call my name

               

              #1271
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                Album: Musicology

                Title: Cinnamon Girl

                Source: Metro  Lyrics

                Lyrics below

                As war drums beat in Babylon
                Cinnamon girl starts to pray
                I’ve never heard a prayer like this 1
                Never before that day

                Tearful words of love for people she had never met before
                Asking God to grant them mercy in this face of a holy war

                Cinnamon Girl

                Cinnamon Girl of mixed heritage
                Never knew the meaning of color lines
                Nine one one turned that all around
                When she got accused of this crime

                So began the mass illusion, war on terror alibi
                What’s the use when the god of confusion keeps on telling the same lie?

                Cinnamon Girl

                Don’t cry, don’t shed no tears
                1 night won’t make us feel
                Cause we know how this movie’s ending

                Cinnamon Girl

                As war drums beat in Babylon
                And scorch the blood red sky
                Militants bomb the foreign gun
                Both sides truly die

                Cinnamon girl opens the book she knows will settle all the scores
                Then she prays after the war that there will not be anymore

                Cinnamon Girl

                #1272
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                  Album: Musicology

                  Title: What Do U Want Me 2 Do?

                  Source: Metro Lyrics

                  Lyrics below

                  I see you picked me out from the crowd
                  Could it be the way I play guitar?
                  Master of the soft, not to loud
                  One day, maybe I will be a star
                  I see you picked me out like you want something
                  But shame on you, baby, can’t you see this ring?

                  [Chorus]
                  What do you want me to do, girl?
                  What do you want me to do, babe?
                  What do you want me to do, girl?
                  What do you want me to do, babe?

                  I got a woman, you got a man
                  So we got to do what’s right
                  I said you’d get beheaded in other lands
                  If I were in your arms tonight
                  Quit tryin’ to get me under that icy plunder
                  Boy, oh boy, what a scare, oh

                  [Chorus]

                  You picked me out of the crowd
                  And ooh, just so bold and so proud
                  And dressed like you want everybody to just say, “Wow!
                  Didn’t her mama teach her better?”
                  Ow, dressed like that, somebody gon’ get her

                  I see you picked me from the crowd
                  Could it be the way I play guitar?
                  Master of the soft, not to loud
                  I don’t ever really wanna be where you are, where you are, no

                  What do you want me to do, girl?
                  Tell me, what do you want me to do, babe?
                  What do you want me to do, girl?
                  Tell me, tell me, what do you want me to do, babe?
                  I ain’t tryin’ to do that
                  What do you want me to do, girl?

                   

                  #1273
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                    Album: Musicology

                    Title: The Marrying Kind

                    Source: Metro  Lyrics

                    Lyrics below

                    If you leave her now
                    You ain’t never gonna see her again
                    She’s gonna need a shoulder to cry on
                    She’s gonna need a friend
                    She’s gonna need a pillow case
                    Something to put those tears on
                    And I’ve got some purple satin laces
                    One second later than the second you’re gone

                    She’s gonna miss you at first
                    But then she’s gonna buy me things
                    That’s when I’m gonna lay her
                    Across my piano stool and sing to her

                    [Chorus]
                    “Honey, I tried to tell him
                    That you were the marrying kind
                    A faithful one-man woman
                    Best he would ever find
                    I guess he wasn’t trying to hear that
                    So there ain’t nothing left to say
                    I tried to tell him that if you run to me
                    I won’t run away.”

                    If you leave her now
                    You’ll never get another glimpse
                    I’m gonna lace her
                    With enough ice to recap the pole
                    There might be another solar eclipse
                    She’s gonna find out
                    What I like in my eggs,
                    My bathwater
                    And how a brother likes to be touched
                    I am gonna put her on
                    The same diet Missy went on
                    You know she eats to much tonight

                    She’s gonna miss you at first
                    Then she’ll get used to me
                    All of the tricks I would try
                    To make her take this ring
                    And make love to me

                    [Chorus]

                    #1274
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                      Album: Musicology

                      Title: If Eye Was The Man In Ur Life

                      Source: Metro Lyrics

                      Lyrics below

                      [Chorus:]
                      If I was the man in your life
                      I’d make you happy
                      I’d treat you right
                      I’d buy you flowers every single day
                      I’d Give you power
                      I’d do whatever you say

                      I heard a rumor that you’re man he said he’d do you wrong
                      And you’re so vain you’d think that you’re the 1 behind this song
                      Sure you know he got plenty lyrics, yeah, up his sleeve
                      And after he got what he want he just go up and leave
                      And Sunday chocolate on the roof right after his game
                      He like the Lakers but the Sixers on when he came
                      If he’s with another now you best believe the party’s cracking
                      You’re getting played girl, you better get your mack on
                      And do onto others as they do onto you
                      You call me on the day that you and him are just to through

                      [Chorus]

                      Was it you that I saw outside the liquor store
                      Waiting on that fool to purchase what you’d been dying for?
                      And before I see you drop a spill I have to bring you down
                      Now you got that chocolate barracuda hangin’ round
                      Hangin’ round your neck like a cheap gold chain
                      He don’t deserve to say that he ever knew you’re name
                      Much less he get to smell the perfume I gave you
                      Please don’t tell me that you all got down
                      Better do onto others as they do onto you
                      You call me on the day that you and him are just to through

                       

                      #1275
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                        Album: Musicology

                        Title: On The Couch

                        Source: Metro Lyrics

                        Lyrics below

                        Come on, baby
                        Don’t make me sleep on the couch
                        Love Jones is on the TV again, baby
                        Eye want to go down south, yeah

                        Oh come on, baby
                        It’s undignified to sleep alone
                        That’s what all the people that
                        Ain’t got nobody do,
                        Talkin’ on the telephone

                        Don’t make me crash
                        Don’t make me sleep
                        Without your kiss
                        Tossin’ and-a-turnin’
                        With every inch of me yearnin’
                        Don’t make me, don’t make me
                        Don’t cha make me, don’t cha make me
                        Don’t cha make me suffer this

                        Eye know we agreed
                        Eye know we agreed to be married
                        you shouldn’t have let me unzip your dress
                        Why’d you do it, baby?
                        Confess you tease
                        Unless you please
                        Don’t make me, don’t make me
                        Sleep on the couch

                         

                        #1276
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                          Album: Musicology

                          Title: Dear Mr. Man

                          Source: Lyrics Freak

                          Lyrics below

                          What’s wrong with the world today?
                          Things just got to get better
                          Sho’ ain’t what the leaders say
                          Maybe we should write a letter

                          Dear Mr. Man
                          We don’t understand
                          Why poor people keep struggling
                          But you don’t lend a helping hand

                          Matthew 5:5 say,
                          The meek shall inherit the earth
                          We wanna be down that way
                          But you been tripping since the day of you’re birth

                          Who said that to kill is a sin
                          Then started every single war
                          That you’re people been in?
                          Who said that water
                          Is a precious commodity
                          Then dropped a big old black oil slick
                          In the deep blue sea?

                          Who told me, Mr. Man
                          That working round the clock
                          Would buy me a big house in the ‘hood
                          With cigarette ads on every block

                          Who told me Mr. Man
                          That I got a right to moan?
                          How ’bout this big ol’ hole in the ozone?

                          What’s wrong with the world today
                          Things just got to get better
                          Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand
                          Maybe we should write a letter

                          Listen, ain’t no sense in voting
                          Same song with a different name
                          Might not be in the back of the bus
                          But it sho’ feel just the same
                          Ain’t nothin’ fair about welfare
                          Ain’t no assistance in AIDS
                          Ain’t nothing affirmative about you’re actions
                          Till the people get paid

                          You’re thousand years are up
                          Now you got to share the land
                          Section one, the fourteenth Amendment says:
                          No state shall deprive any person
                          Of life, liberty, or property
                          Without due process of law

                          Mr. Man,
                          We want to end this letter with 3 words
                          “We tired you all!”

                           

                          #1277
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                            Album: Musicology

                            Title: Reflection

                            Source: Lyrics Freak

                            Lyrics below

                            To sevens together
                            Like time indefinite
                            Try to catch the glass
                            Before it falls
                            Without a frown
                            Can you turn up the stereo?
                            I want to play you this old song
                            It’s about love
                            Can I do that?

                            Did we remember to water the plants today?
                            I forgot to look up at the moon because
                            I was too busy
                            I was too busy looking at you, baby

                            Still it’s nice to know
                            That when are bodies wear out
                            We can get another
                            What does that one thing have to do
                            With the other one?
                            I don’t know
                            I was just thinking about my Mother

                            You know what
                            Turn the stereo back down
                            Ain’t nothing worse than an ole’ worn-out love song
                            Tell me do you like my hair this way?
                            Remember all the way back in the day

                            When we would compare whose Afro was the roundest?

                            Mirror tiles
                            Above the bed
                            Fishing nets and posters
                            All over the walls
                            Oh yes, sometimes
                            Sometimes I just want to go
                            Sit out on the stoop and
                            Play my guitar
                            Just watch all
                            All the cars go by

                             

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