Round Irving High School

Album cover art for "Round Irving High School" by Cheryl Boyce-Taylor & Angela Winbush

Cheryl Boyce-Taylor & Angela Winbush - Rap

Round Irving High School

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Duration: 5:08

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[Verse 1: Cheryl Boyce-Taylor] Marijuana joints make circles Hand to hand like a collection played Brother to brother, brother to brother How the urban animal bleats Shoulder bump, shoulder kissing Mouth hiss, hissing, when they meet Palms slapping, lank when days back, back, back into numbness When they don't, don't, don't Give a damn about no one Nothing shakes you, my son They say in New York City Children carry broken glass under their fingernails Box cutters in their teeth You enter tempering with the words And even when a deceitful wind blows Messing up your tightly bеaded afro curls Not, not, not another sterеotypic brother with a 40 in his hand You ignite the riddle Phife was the blues, hip-hop, and hot jazz [Interlude: Angela Winbush] Haha, Bajan girl in the house, Angela Winbush [Chorus: Angela Winbush] You're my angel It's so hard to say goodbye 'Cause I love you So I'll see you on the other side, yeah (Other side, other side) Fly, fly, angel, hmm I will always hold you close, yeah You're my soul Yes, I'll see you on the other side, yeah (Other side, other side) Brother to brother, son to mother So I'll see you on the other side, yeah Brother to brother, son to mother, ooh See you on the other side, yeah [Verse 2: Cheryl Boyce-Taylor] And I'd rather listen to you than James Brown 'Cause you be real loud, Black, and proud Carrying your love way down far so that only I could see And I love that sly smile Just like I loved your daddy's Your hand holding flowers, not guns And everything, everything, everything about you Makes me proud to call you mine Microphone has been checked One, I love you, Mom [Bridge: Angela Winbush] Woah, I'll, woah, I'll See you on the other side, yeah [Outro] Like, like Go ahead, like what? Huh, like, like that How did— how did it sound like that? Like what, honey? Like, um It, you, it said, it said it was me and you I heard you (You did?), and me But it didn't sound like me, though How come it didn't sound like you? Huh? I thought it sounded like you And it was funny What? It was funny when they were— When I was talking on the, uh, um I was talking on it I was— Is everything coming out? Yeah, no, I did

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Credits

Writers
  • Angela Winbush
  • Cheryl Boyce-Taylor