People Everyday (Reprise)
Lyrics
See I was resting at the park minding my own Business as I kick up the treble tone On my radio tape player box, right Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see ?full lyrics...
See I was resting at the park minding my own Business, as I kick up the treble tone On my radio tape player box, right Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see ?full lyrics...
Features Of This Song
club rap influencesold school Influences
east coast rap roots
a knack for catchy hooks
danceable beats
straight beats
the use of chordal patterning
backbeat handclaps
acoustic drum samples
electric guitars
the heavy use of funk samples
the heavy use of R&B samples
vinyl ambience
a dry recording sound
production and lyrics by respected rap artists
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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But I had to take the brother out for being rude Outta nowhere comes the woman I'm dating I am everyday people, I am everyday people But nevertheless I was pleased Disrespecting my black queen But that's the story y'all of a black man I said please 'cause I don't like killing Africans Publisher: MIJAC MUSIC So they came to test speech 'cause of my hair-do My day was going great and my soul was at ease And the outfit that I'm wearing, brothers dissing it But they're squeezing parts of my date's anatomy And like I said before I was mad by then On my radio tape player box, right Business as I kick up the treble tone Songwriters: Sylvester Stewart, Thomas Todd Well, I stay calm and pray the niggaz leave me be Drinking the 40 oz, going the nigga route Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see ? Acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African Investigation maybe she was demonstrating I told the niggaz please let us pass, friend And the loud bright colors that I wear And they see a young couple having a time that's good And their egos wanna test a brother's manhood Holding their crotches and being obscene 'Cause if I start to hit this man they'll have to kill me Until a group of brothers started bugging out It took three or four cops to pull me off of him At first I ignored them 'cause see I know their type See I was resting at the park minding my own They got drunk and got guns and they wanna fight (Boo) But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube I was a target 'cause I'm a fashion misfit I am everyday people, I am everyday people Why, Lord, do brothers have to drill me ?


