Check us out as we come through on this Monday morning, the saga / struggle continues there's always something..
..or if it ain't one thing it's another per Richard Dimples Fields, we're wishing it was simple out in these playing fields but jokers aren't trying to play fair; there's always something!
They weren't trying to play fair! but you can still catch me out here on the scene with next level / echelon aspirations.
But Brotha O mentioned earlier / back in the day the whole game is shady! sketchy scenes with their constituents bring frustrations.
Who'll save me? I'll probably have to exercise power that the Lord blessed me with and save myself.
Who'll save me? Brotha O will use supreme courage and maximum strength, he had a notion to put the music and poetry in motion; just being myself.
Going on with my bad self like the old school catch phrase but I see how the apparatus plays..
..not fair out here! Brotha O was just being like the Isley Brothers taking it to the next phase!
But these jokers aren't playing fair! Brotha O is still doing his thing taking it there but only human like the Human League but catch me out here writing these lyrics to life.
While were out here we're dropping this good word and the sound, maybe even a heart to heart song about toil and strife.
Mentioned earlier Brotha O had a notion putting this poetry in motion but just wishing it was simple..
..but these jokers weren't playing fair! the smoke and mirrors were mad thick making it hard to see through.
