Supertones Strike Back
Little Man
Don't Wanna Fall
Supertones Strike Back
Just like Leia's faher
You hit, we hit back harder
Like huss and Stehen, I am not afraid to be a martyr
California sun and sky
Slip inside a suit and tie
Chevy rolls up to the house with everybody outside
Gonna get down like we did the day before
Fifty more people be waitin' at the door
Team against team, let's even the score
If there's fifty people outside,
Then there's room for fifty more
And we're movin' all smooth and when we get groovin'
We're fresh like salsa and we're fat like Juben
You're cranium's cracked from my shaolin attack
Protect your neck, supertones strike back
We want this whole band to be a big love letter
So we play the ska and it makes you feel better
God's got love for us, so we got love for you
It's your life, so what you wanna do?
So come on put a glide in your stride, and a dip in yo
Hip
Best back the heck up, cuz' hih-hop rolls from my lips
I spit when i rap, saliva flies when i sing
God gives me gifts, just look at my ring
Look less at me and look more to Christ
Grace has saved me and His grace will suffice
So I jump for Jesus, it's Jesus who frees us
Let's get dumb like beavis, I don't care who sees us
When we hop to hip hop John Bell gets ill props
You know he can rock socks
Give out love from his soapbox
With hip-hop nonstop, hippidie, hippde, hop
First I Can rock them socks, then I can knock your
Block
You can't stop this, you can't clock this
You can't dis this, so please don't miss this miss
A van and a roadmap, keep my life in my backpack
Comin' through your town, Supertones strike back
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Little Man
Oi!
Keep both my eyes transfixed on the prize
A high-rise under blue skies NY piece of the pie
There's a hole in my heart that I know how to fill
That's to light my cigarettes with a hundred dollar bill
It's all about cash flow the California dream
To make the grade you gotta make the green
My friend I'm the champion I've no time for losers
Never ask for nothing cuz beggars can't be choosers
Lookin' out for number one's a full time occupation
I'll give to me myself and I my own salvation
Some people try o tell me God can save me from my sin
God can take a number and I'll pencil Him in
Busy o' so busy got no time to search
My Sunday's are all booked I got no time for church
That's for those poor souls dry as a stone
God bless this child cuz this child's got his own
Oh let my pride fall down I'm a little man
He who gets the most toys and dies is the winner
I'm livin' the high life with lobster tail dinners
My lexus my yacht my gold chains and rings
There are a few of my favorite things
But most of all I keep my billfold the closest to my heart
House decorated with million dollar works of art
Roll with bigwigs they think I'm the man
But then I stop and look and think about how big I really am
Mammon is an unforgiving god so I cast him away
I live my life to God, not to get paid
Money can never save soul and I don't think I cam
I look to God and I feel the little man
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Never Wanna Fall
I know that old life I loved my booze
Then God said "boy, you gotta choose"
I chose God's way and here I am today
I'm in Christ and He's in me
Don't let me fall down
Never wanna fall, never wanna fall
Fall down
God don't let me fall down
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