Stompin' Blues
Salutations all the beast in the sea and all the creatures walk-in over the land
Pay your respects like you're paying a fee
And recognize me for what I am a God
If you're scared you should talk to a rev, or find a Gotdang ambulance
Now moonwalk in some concrete shoes or moonlight with the devil to dance watch out
Now, how 'bout it, this is a fine ballad
Weighin' the scale of justice we're trying to find balance
Waitin' anticipatin' while seekin the high knowledge
Fostering my talent insisting I stay childless
You want the truth then it's in the air with the pilots
Tryin' to get away so we frequent the flyer mileage
Yo, how you real if you ain't speakin' the truth
Lace 'em up and take a walk in the boots come on
How you doin man I just wanna know
I'm reaching out cuz the world so cold (it's cold)
Blessed the bold, toast for the wicked
Either way you gotta sell your soul (soul)
They conquered the land then they conquered us all now they anticipating they downfall (fall)
The revolution will be televised so that it can be seen by us all now
Wake up wake up get ready for the shake up shake up
Lie like Jacob it's simple economics
The kids who were hooked on phonics are now hooked on chronic
And chronically ill The sound still sonic
Know, it's in the pants like Al Bundy I spaz like ted bundy
Knife longer than crocodile Dundee
That's not a knife that's a gun muhfucker
And when he pull it out you better run muhfucker
The steps of a solemn man
Recognize me for who I am
I am young but I'm also damned
Recognize me for who I am
Pay your respects like you're paying a fee
And recognize me for what I am a God
If you're scared you should talk to a rev, or find a Gotdang ambulance
Now moonwalk in some concrete shoes or moonlight with the devil to dance watch out
Now, how 'bout it, this is a fine ballad
Weighin' the scale of justice we're trying to find balance
Waitin' anticipatin' while seekin the high knowledge
Fostering my talent insisting I stay childless
You want the truth then it's in the air with the pilots
Tryin' to get away so we frequent the flyer mileage
Yo, how you real if you ain't speakin' the truth
Lace 'em up and take a walk in the boots come on
How you doin man I just wanna know
I'm reaching out cuz the world so cold (it's cold)
Blessed the bold, toast for the wicked
Either way you gotta sell your soul (soul)
They conquered the land then they conquered us all now they anticipating they downfall (fall)
The revolution will be televised so that it can be seen by us all now
Wake up wake up get ready for the shake up shake up
Lie like Jacob it's simple economics
The kids who were hooked on phonics are now hooked on chronic
And chronically ill The sound still sonic
Know, it's in the pants like Al Bundy I spaz like ted bundy
Knife longer than crocodile Dundee
That's not a knife that's a gun muhfucker
And when he pull it out you better run muhfucker
The steps of a solemn man
Recognize me for who I am
I am young but I'm also damned
Recognize me for who I am
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Writer(s): Corey Rudolph
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