Headaches & Woes Songtext
von Aceyalone

Ohhh man, I got a splittin headache
And my heart is broken up into a
Thousand tiny little microscopic pieces
I got a head full of headaches, a heart that′s full of woes
I'm constantly singing them down home blues that not many people know
That leaves me with a twisted view
Of the whole wide world as I know it
And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet (uh huh)

Now in my natural habitat, I gravitate towards having that
And I elevate on wearing black and I′ll
Never get caught in your rabbit trap
From Yellowstone to Venezuela, Nigeria down to Australia
Something I learned that I got to tell ya
Is a whole lot of us ain't wrapped too tight


Now I coulda been your doctor or your lawyer
Or come to your house and clean up for ya
Self-destruction won't destroy ya if you
Got somebody that′s lookin out for ya
Men are murdered, women raped, people getting beat on video tape
And people elsewhere try to escape just
To come to America to lick the plate
Helicopters scope the land, hell is here so I hope you stand
Hip-hop culture is African and rappers like me gon′ rule the Earth

With a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
I′m constantly singing them down home blues that not many peoples know
That leaves me with a twisted view
Of the whole wide world as I know it
And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet (uh huh)

Now every day I manifest and I generate and smoke cannabis
And I penetrate and I innovate and I demonstrate from Los Angeles
From Amsterdam to the northern border
Panama, Spain to Atlanta, Georgia
Something I learned that I haven't told ya
Is brothers like me don′t live too long


Now I know you know it ain't who you know, but do you know you? (C)
Cuz you can go just like any Joe and that′s for sho (True)
So if you straighten your nail and the snake's in the barrel
And the serpent is under the rainbow (Rainbow)
And you're head over heels instead of
The reals then you′re bound to be tamed
Cuz brothers are singing and dancing and
Rapping like they was a vaudeville act
But knowledge is wealth and you gotta know
Self and you gotta know God′s still black

Cuz every so often I sit and I wonder why I even trip at all
Cuz half are down when I get down, the other half wanna see me fall
Waiting around, all heaven bound, and you see that your L7's ground
And when the sky fall to the ground and
You found that the only way up is down
Don′t give me no additives, no sedatives or preservatives
Or repetitive rhetoric you give, just let it live

Yet my head is pounding, I'm dealing with this load on my mind
I got a head full of headaches, a heart that′s full of woes, man
I'm constantly singing them down home
Blues that not many peoples knows, man
That leaves me with a twisted view
Of the whole wide world as I know it

And I guess I got no choice but to be a, I got no choice but to be a
I guess I got no choice but to be a poet (uh huh)
I guess I got no choice but to be a prophet (uh huh)
I guess I got no choice but to be a griot (uh huh)
A gangsta (uh huh), a athlete (uh huh)
A bum (uh huh), a nobody (uh huh)

A criminal (uh huh), a convict (uh huh)
A black man (uh huh), a MC (uh huh)

A MC (a MC), a MC (a MC)
I got a head full of headaches, a heart that′s full of woes
I'm constantly singing them down home blues that not many people know
That leaves me with a twisted view
Of the whole wide world as I know it
And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet (mmmm-hmm)

You know that's right

Squad people gotta get they get high, so they can get high
They blast and they pass the pipe to get high
Just like a Jedi, never said I would I, even if I could I
I can′t do it but I′d just rather get a little shut eye

So I sleep from dawn to dusk in a bomb shelter
Cuz ya never know when the man is gonna drop that big one
Oh, healthy, people burning, melting
Alarmed the farmers, Armageddon karma
Psychic readings, greetings, earthlings, I'm from Mars
Got two more planets to go then I′m on my way to the stars
Oh no, there I go through the ozone layer, ho
Where the men are the men and they mean it
Down where the wind don't blow
Where the indo grow in the snow