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What Have I Learned Lyrics - A Song For You - Bizzy Bone

Yeah, some people wonder, you know, well they say: "what have you learned"? 

 

And to your left, your right, your left, your right 

It's to your left, your right, your left, your right 

To your left, your right, your left, march with me! 

 

It's to your left, your right, your left, your right [x4] 

 

What have I learned? 

Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms 

What have I learned? 

It don't matter when nobody take it, they is a concern 

See the good in the ones that have burned 

And you never got all that you've earned 

Don't interupt me, I speak to the lord 

Heavenly choir, now we are in Church 

 

In the temple, we cleaning the mental; the evil it lurks 

Coming up off of on the corner, with dirtier thoughts 

Here's thirty seconds to start 

They slither like worms, they jealous of purity 

Jealous of people in love; 

They caught on a women, destroy the connection, they see that you happy 

And here come the scrubs, I'm tellin you bruh 

They down with the serpent to get in their mind 

Believe the people who witness the Christ 

Look at my life, and now they blind 

Nobody to find, they sellin' their souls without even knowing I catch em' 

Without definitions, and give em reditions of scriptures and shit, 

I keep walking knowin' is mine 

I walk and I shine in the sublime, gotta ward of all the demons 

Outta my thought, they caught, they gone I tell em sit back and wake em', 

Literally thuggin, just come in and clog up their mind 

What have I learned? What have I learned? 

 

What have I learned? 

Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms 

What have I learned? 

It don't matter when nobody take it, they is a concern 

See the good in the ones that have burned 

And you never got all that you've earned 

Don't interupt me, I speak to the lord 

Heavenly choir, now we are in Church 

 

With a bounty on my head, and the county holdin' my mind 

Angels grippin' my spine, dear lord, these are scandalous times 

We livin' in revelations, nation against nation 

Blood in the hood on the boat like Haitians 

Me and little brother, we are runnin' for salvation 

Everyday, comin' and facing temptation 

Casin' joints, with the base and the point, the place with a dutch 

Little joy, little souljah boy, you better keep your boys with no noise, no voice, and? no choice 

Runnin, we stop, you better watch the cops, you better get off the block 

You mean to tell me that motherfuckers is still sellin' rocks? 

And they mob with the glock, and they nod... Allah 

Who do you think you are? Dead in the heart 

Dead man walking, man don't even start 

A tear for the above, but we thuggin' in the park 

Another? on the porch with a sawed of shotgun, let it spark, on the multitude, is that all you got? 

Trying to shock the dude, and give him... in his heart 

And laugh at him fast like... and the ark 

Rubbin' the eye, you better hold that stash 

Weeded out, and baby, even now 

A poor child in the hood, no hood, no doubt, no wood, no mort, no dream, no style 

Ambulances, coroners, and some that never know no doors 

Brain cartiledge up on that floor, it's one friend, please, let me tell you one more 

 

What have I learned? 

Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms 

What have I learned? 

It don't matter when nobody take it, they is a concern 

See the good in the ones that have burned 

And you never got all that you've earned 

Don't interrupt me, I speak to the lord 

Heavenly choir, now we are in Church 

 

Grind in the days in a maze 

Amazed with the phase in the plague of a homeboy blazed 

Now the homeboy slayed in the streets, so crazed 

Know that he prayed, that shit is played 

It's ok, it's alright 

Spirit will be better when you see that light 

When you see that flight 

And Allah provide, perfections, let's go take a ride 

Loadin' up clips, hollow tips, ready for murder, swallow this 

Follow this, model this; with death, you don't have to swallow shit 

When it's bottled up and it tastes like piss 

Ridin' on up... 

... with the hurt and pain, but the hurt remains 

 

What have I learned? 

Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms 

What have I learned? 

It don't matter when nobody take it, they is a concern 

See the good in the ones that have burned 

And you never got all that you've earned 

Don't interrupt me, I speak to the lord 

Heavenly choir, now we are in Church 

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