Story Behind the Song
MY FATHER CALLED ME SOMETIME A GO AND INFORMED ME HE WAS FED UP WITH ME BECUZ I DO NOT HAVE A VISSION. HE WANTS ME TO BE A MEDICAL DOCTOR, BUT I WANT TO BE A FUNK DOCTOR.THIS IS IN REPLY TO HIS PERCEPTION OF WHAT YOUR TOMMORROW SHOULD LOOK LIKE.
Lyrics
WANNA DO
M.A.D ONE;hey what you wanna do ,hey what you wanna do, hey what you wanna do, hey, hey, hey (ce)
KATA/PHI; ALJ daddy wants to know what you want to do, better tell him now or get kicked out of the house.
CHORUS
All I wanna do is to git high,
Getting on the stage and just kick rhymes,
All I wanna do is to drink mo,
Git down on the floor make ma bitch moan
Git it on it just git it on it, Baby
La,la
Mo,mo
Ryhme,Ryhme
VERSE 1
JOHNSON A.K.A TARZAN; hey yo hol up, I be dropping lyrically fired up, bursting rhymes with techs you never heard off, T.A.R Zan with the jungle kinda funk yah, doing his thing unique like a fin doc, moving in silence, to your very sensory presence, before you know what am the pres(ident) of your residence, inflaming brain cells, to unbelievable proportions, educating rap headz like a guided escortion, my vision of tomorrow is not a nine-to-five job, wearing dark suits and a white coloured shirt, my vision of tomorrow is a nine-to-five fun, smoking wild chao and sipping jin and juice, fucking oh wao and spitting mad izm, following big krs in liking what you doing, I wanna cruise your streets ,in ma drop top jeeps, getting mad love from all em chicks and getting mad props w2hen I step up to speak, banking eight zeros of green Benjamin’s and buying anything that I just cant think, winning many Grammies and still keep it real, my talent for rhyme got me in the biz of rocking the stage ,Al J be the name, getting paid be the aim, getting laid be the plus that comes with being a funk doc, not a medical.
VERSE 2
DRUNKEN MASTER; my pops mad at me, ciz I don’t have a vision, seven years after high skool no further education,
M.A.D ONE ; in a generation , where your certification, dictates your ration and in a nation of very keen competition
DRUNKEN MASTER; but ma mind got me racing in another direction, a classmate of L’ boogie in miseducation
M.A.D ONE;higher learning got me studying at the hard -knocks institution, Uni-life is where I pay full attention
DRUNKEN MASTER;taking bitter lessons and making quick corrections, Professor Experiences got me making dissertations
M.A.D ONE ;important researches and backed up projections
DRUNKEN MASTER; as I stumble and fumble I discover my combination
M.A.D ONE; music plus production got ma system super function
TARZAN; am ah spark to life alive like two live wires, when I hear you call me to step the party higher, grab on the mic and set it on fire.
VERSE 3
RYHME GUSHER; all ma life , I just wanna kick rhymes, step on the stage make everybody go wild, I am an mc dad just wont list(en), have only been chilling cuz am building ma skillz
DRUNKEN MASTER; we cant all be lawyers, engineers and docs, music is ma love
RYHME GUSHER; I just garts to burst, represent from my heart so I can be my best,this is who I am and nuttin else
DRUNKEN MASTER; much as you want me to go to college, I aint going there, not becuz am a dumbhead
RYHME GUSHER; dad you know yourself, am following my heart and not just using ma head
DRUNKEN MASTER; it is senseless if I aint happy there
RYME GUSHER; whats the use of reading it if I don’t practise it
DRUNKEN MASTER I said I want to read Music and DIG(ital) pro(duction)
RYHME GUSHER; YOU SAID NO, SO WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT ME TO DO
DRUNKEN MASTER; if you want me to go
RYME GUSHER; am ah pack my bags, guess its that time am ah step out loud
DRUNKEN MASTER; do what I wanna do for real
RYHME GUSHER; AND LIVE MA DREAMS, UH
CHORUS TILL FADE
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