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Spearhead
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Runfayalife
Lyricist:Michael Franti
Spearhead, search and destroy
Every woman, every man wanna move dem feet Every woman, every man love a spearhead beat
Police in the city is shuttin' all the clubs down It's lookin' like a ghost town Ya know, Mary, what we gotta do? Hell yeah, we gotta go underground
To da place from which we all came from House parties, they was always fun Remember tryin' to rig a sound system Everybody, would bring a donation
When we needed to get a turn table My man, Zulu would borrow one from Aunt Mable Set it up in the corner Turn the lights down until the mornin'
But the party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no, runfayalife 'Coz the party ain't started 'till the speaker's blown
Because the party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no, runfayalife Because the party ain't started 'till the speaker's blown Runfayalife
While he was settin 'up camp Someone else would bring a home stereo amp With a note from they mama ‽Don't turn it up loud or it's a gonerâ€
Sorry Mama, there's no chance 'Cause if the shit ain't bumpin' People ain't gonna dance Know what I'm sayin'?
Everybody in the place would bring a few speakers String 'em all togetha, like they was sneakers An' say a prayer before we turn it on Hopin' that the amp wouldn't get blown
I asked Mary, ‽Watcha think of it†‽Now we need a DJ to work this shit†So everybody would bring a few singles Get the beat bumpin' an' then start to mingle
But the party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no, runfayalife But the party ain't started 'till the speaker's blown
Because the party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no, runfayalife Because The party ain't started 'till the speaker's blown Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Rrunfayalife
Every woman, every man wanna move dem feet Every woman, every man love a Spearhead beat Every woman, every man wanna move dem feet Every woman, every man love a Spearhead beat
An' every brother and every sister Would pay respect up to the ancestors We would dance and we would celebrate Even though we live in a police state
An' the pigs would try to make a statement With a ticket for noise abatement But we kept it pumpin' till the breakadawn Then we told the cops they gotta break the door down
And today across the nation Don't ya know, it's the same situation Alotta cities lookin' like a ghost town But the house party will never be shut down No, no, no, runfayalife
Because the party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no, runfayalife But The party ain't started 'till the speaker's blown
The party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no, runfayalife But the party ain't started 'till the speaker's blown Runfayalife
The party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no The party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no
The party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no The party ain't started till the speaker's blown No, no, no
Yeah, this one's dedicated to all the DJs, rappers Promoters, producers who continue to throw Jams in the face of adversity, peace Peace to the informal nation, word up
Every woman, every man wanna move dem feet Every woman, every man love a Spearhead beat
Every woman, every man wanna move dem feet Every woman, every man love a Spearhead beat
Every woman, every man wanna move dem feet Every woman, every man love a Spearhead beat ...
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