False Pride - KRS ONE

Okay now, listen to this

A mystical teacher sat by the seaside
It was about five o'clock 'coz we heard the free ride
Anyway, the teacher was talking in stride
Sitting upon a rock that was wide
And warning against false pride
"Come to where I reside!" a woman cried
And the teacher replied, "Do you serve your fish fried?"
"Yes," she replied, "With potato salad on the side"
And the teacher replied, "Well, where do you reside?"

She said, "Up on the hillside, it's not a far ride
If you came to have dinner, I would be so gratified"
The teacher replied, "It's six o'clock, seven o'clock, you decide"
She replied, "Seven o'clock, do you like stir-fried?"
She was mystified and felt so dignified
The teacher was coming to the house where she resides
So she purified with pesticides
Called her friends up nationwide
Some of her friends were tongue-tied, they felt so glorified

She made steamed fish, baked fish, fish that was fried
Soup, steamed vegetables, potato salad on the side
You could smell the bread in the oven far and wide
Natural juices and water purified
Organic fruits brought from the countryside
With silver forks and knives placed side by side
You could not be dissatisfied
Looking out the window, staring at the mountainside
You would have died

6:59 she's swollen with pride
As the moment intensified, there's a knock from outside
She opens the door, for the teacher has arrived
But to her surprise, it was a bum who cried
"Please, I smelt the bread from outside
One piece" and then she replied
"The teacher is coming, he's soon to have arrived
You're making me look bad, come on now, step aside!"
The bum then replied
"When I say I'm hungry I haven't lied
Give me some of that chicken that you just fried"

She replied, "Chicken, fried?
No that's for the teacher, you're not purified
Then she slammed the door and went back inside
Sat on the couch with the TV Guide
She looked at the clock, it was 7:09, then 7:30
He still hasn't arrived
Eight o'clock, she's on the downside
Nine o'clock, by now she's teary-eyed
She's pissed off and her anger multiplied

She cried, then fell asleep dissatisfied
Next day she woke up, and was preoccupied
With meeting the mystical teacher who lied
Where could he hide?
She ran down by the seaside
He was there teaching about false pride
"You lied" she replied, "You lied
You said you'd be there at seven o'clock, you lied"

He replied, "No, I have not lied
I came at 6:59, and you told me to move aside
I asked for bread and the chicken that was fried
And you said, that I wasn't purified"
She replied, "I wasn't notified
I had no idea that you was the bum that cried"
And the teacher sighed, then replied
"This concludes our lesson on false pride"

Songwriters
PARKER, LAWRENCE KRSONE

Don't you Trust Me?

You should stop for awhile you will find me standing by
Over here at the side of your life
Spent all your hours just rushing around
Do you have a little time to have a little time for me?

As soon as I leave the house you want to call me

See you got me trapped I'm going crazy this is slavery
You act like it's outrageous give me space or it won't get better
And maybe we will argue and be through with all these sorry letters

Soon as I come home it's like I get the third degree
Where you been and who you with I get no room to breathe It makes me wanna leave
I'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

Your suspicious I deceive give me grief without belief…… but to me
If you really trust me then it's pitiful
Question me about my whereabouts that's so trivial
Let me live my life and you can live yours
Just be there to help me and support that's what your here for
Not to give me stress and add to pressure
Home is where I go rest now I go to pass the test
I'm sorry if I left you all alone
But I couldn't make it home so we argue on the phone
Don't you trust me?

Calling up my house then hanging up You think that makes sense?
Tell me what it takes for us to shake so we can be friends

It's time for us to take our separate paths
We had a lot of laughs but the good things come to pass

Let's make it an even break don't make it scandalous
Try and be mature I'm pretty sure that we can handle this

Your sayin I'm too busy I ignore you
I guess you didn't hear me when I said that I cared for you

But now it seems the arguments are nightly
I wanna hold you tightly but instead you wanna fight me
So why let it stress and aggravate me
Instead I'd rather break & hope you don't hate me

You tell me that you love me but your lying
Fightin back the urge to start crying

I wipe away your tears come and hug me
I love you like you love me
Girl...but don't you trust me?

I hangup the phone
I can't bare to hear you yellin' at me
Maybe we should end it since neither one of us are happy

You know that I'm emotional so you milk me
Comin' over crying just to get me feelin' guilty

You and me were meant to be and yet
You always wanna sweat how much closer can we get girl don't fret

Just set me back my things and I'll be out
This time I'm breaking out, you let your mouth overcrowd me

I can't take the beefin' and the grieving
I get no room to sleep I hope it ceases cause I'm leaving

Maybe next time you'll be a little more sure
And I can hear you more when you mature
But baby until then I gotta leave ya
It's not that I don't need ya but see ya
And I hope that you understand why I bust it
Not because we rushed it
But girl don't you trust me.


Not that I don't trust you
Don't you trust me?

Not that I don't trust you
Don't you trust me?

Not that I don't trust you

Tupac amaru Shakur Ft Dido