Happy Lyrics
| Song | Happy |
| Artist | Killah Priest |
| Album | The Offering |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Happy (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) | |
| Happy, time to be Happy | |
| [Killah Priest] | |
| A homeless man smiles at me showing no teeth | |
| A young man laying dead in the cold streets | |
| He was a victim beaten bad by the police | |
| And everyday another funeral there's more grief | |
| And everyday I like to pray when I see the Sun | |
| And if there ever was a Lost Tribe we the one | |
| And every hood there's a project with us in it | |
| The old man in the dust going nuts finished | |
| Years before they use to say "You use to own business | |
| Caught them on tax, I guess you're black, you gotta know you limit" | |
| And everybody tried to be Happy someway | |
| I think of dinners in the winter on a Sunday | |
| And everybody's poor but we always pull through it | |
| 'Cause of Marvin's influence, we always played his music | |
| My Pops said he was a ‘Trouble Man’ courtesy of Uncle Sam | |
| Then I hit the streets then start hustling | |
| But I could see my Grandma when she dressed for Church | |
| Her stylish hat, white dress with the matching purse | |
| And I could hear her sing aloud with the choir marching in | |
| With the face of joy, proud 'cause her heart's with him | |
| And she could live everlasting and pure peace | |
| No longer worried eyes, speaks to him before sleep | |
| And I stood by the door when she came at me | |
| She said, "You gotta endure and learn to be Happy" | |
| [Chorus 2X: Starry James] | |
| Stood right beside me, look deep inside me | |
| She has inspired me to be Happy | |
| [Killah Priest] | |
| My friend wrote his mother: “Mama I'm doing better now | |
| My last year of College, told you I wouldn't let you down | |
| And how's things around the house? I know you're still fussing | |
| I finally heard from Ralphie said "He had a deal coming" | |
| He wrote me last week; told me him and Dad don't speak | |
| They both be acting they’re kids if you ask me | |
| But anyway, how come you never wrote me back? | |
| This is like my fourth letter to you, I was hoping that... | |
| You could send me something it's getting cold winter's coming | |
| I know you're standing, laughing, saying, "I'm up or into something" | |
| I love you mom sincerely yours”, as the nurse pause | |
| From reading her his letter, body attached to a cord | |
| Into a breathing pump, the stroke she had was too much | |
| She's in the coma, been that way for a few months | |
| And if her son knew believe he'll split in two | |
| And go back to using drug before quitting school | |
| But just smile 'cause your mother’s still here | |
| Try to live and be proud, make a heart full of cheer | |
| For your mama, tranquility, she's free | |
| Give your heart space and liberty and then peace | |
| The words are golden, emotion, devotion | |
| Just hush, feel the touch for a moment | |
| My life's a paradox, watched by crooked cops | |
| But the law carries me just to be Happy | |
| [Chorus 2X] | |
| [Outro: Killah Priest] | |
| Dedicated to my grandmother, Miss Louise Staley | |
| I love you Grandma! |
| Happy Yeah, yeahyeahyeahyeah | |
| Happy, time to be Happy | |
| Killah Priest | |
| A homeless man smiles at me showing no teeth | |
| A young man laying dead in the cold streets | |
| He was a victim beaten bad by the police | |
| And everyday another funeral there' s more grief | |
| And everyday I like to pray when I see the Sun | |
| And if there ever was a Lost Tribe we the one | |
| And every hood there' s a project with us in it | |
| The old man in the dust going nuts finished | |
| Years before they use to say " You use to own business | |
| Caught them on tax, I guess you' re black, you gotta know you limit" | |
| And everybody tried to be Happy someway | |
| I think of dinners in the winter on a Sunday | |
| And everybody' s poor but we always pull through it | |
| ' Cause of Marvin' s influence, we always played his music | |
| My Pops said he was a ' Trouble Man' courtesy of Uncle Sam | |
| Then I hit the streets then start hustling | |
| But I could see my Grandma when she dressed for Church | |
| Her stylish hat, white dress with the matching purse | |
| And I could hear her sing aloud with the choir marching in | |
| With the face of joy, proud ' cause her heart' s with him | |
| And she could live everlasting and pure peace | |
| No longer worried eyes, speaks to him before sleep | |
| And I stood by the door when she came at me | |
| She said, " You gotta endure and learn to be Happy" | |
| Chorus 2X: Starry James | |
| Stood right beside me, look deep inside me | |
| She has inspired me to be Happy | |
| Killah Priest | |
| My friend wrote his mother: " Mama I' m doing better now | |
| My last year of College, told you I wouldn' t let you down | |
| And how' s things around the house? I know you' re still fussing | |
| I finally heard from Ralphie said " He had a deal coming" | |
| He wrote me last week told me him and Dad don' t speak | |
| They both be acting they' re kids if you ask me | |
| But anyway, how come you never wrote me back? | |
| This is like my fourth letter to you, I was hoping that... | |
| You could send me something it' s getting cold winter' s coming | |
| I know you' re standing, laughing, saying, " I' m up or into something" | |
| I love you mom sincerely yours", as the nurse pause | |
| From reading her his letter, body attached to a cord | |
| Into a breathing pump, the stroke she had was too much | |
| She' s in the coma, been that way for a few months | |
| And if her son knew believe he' ll split in two | |
| And go back to using drug before quitting school | |
| But just smile ' cause your mother' s still here | |
| Try to live and be proud, make a heart full of cheer | |
| For your mama, tranquility, she' s free | |
| Give your heart space and liberty and then peace | |
| The words are golden, emotion, devotion | |
| Just hush, feel the touch for a moment | |
| My life' s a paradox, watched by crooked cops | |
| But the law carries me just to be Happy | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| Outro: Killah Priest | |
| Dedicated to my grandmother, Miss Louise Staley | |
| I love you Grandma! |
| Happy Yeah, yeahyeahyeahyeah | |
| Happy, time to be Happy | |
| Killah Priest | |
| A homeless man smiles at me showing no teeth | |
| A young man laying dead in the cold streets | |
| He was a victim beaten bad by the police | |
| And everyday another funeral there' s more grief | |
| And everyday I like to pray when I see the Sun | |
| And if there ever was a Lost Tribe we the one | |
| And every hood there' s a project with us in it | |
| The old man in the dust going nuts finished | |
| Years before they use to say " You use to own business | |
| Caught them on tax, I guess you' re black, you gotta know you limit" | |
| And everybody tried to be Happy someway | |
| I think of dinners in the winter on a Sunday | |
| And everybody' s poor but we always pull through it | |
| ' Cause of Marvin' s influence, we always played his music | |
| My Pops said he was a ' Trouble Man' courtesy of Uncle Sam | |
| Then I hit the streets then start hustling | |
| But I could see my Grandma when she dressed for Church | |
| Her stylish hat, white dress with the matching purse | |
| And I could hear her sing aloud with the choir marching in | |
| With the face of joy, proud ' cause her heart' s with him | |
| And she could live everlasting and pure peace | |
| No longer worried eyes, speaks to him before sleep | |
| And I stood by the door when she came at me | |
| She said, " You gotta endure and learn to be Happy" | |
| Chorus 2X: Starry James | |
| Stood right beside me, look deep inside me | |
| She has inspired me to be Happy | |
| Killah Priest | |
| My friend wrote his mother: " Mama I' m doing better now | |
| My last year of College, told you I wouldn' t let you down | |
| And how' s things around the house? I know you' re still fussing | |
| I finally heard from Ralphie said " He had a deal coming" | |
| He wrote me last week told me him and Dad don' t speak | |
| They both be acting they' re kids if you ask me | |
| But anyway, how come you never wrote me back? | |
| This is like my fourth letter to you, I was hoping that... | |
| You could send me something it' s getting cold winter' s coming | |
| I know you' re standing, laughing, saying, " I' m up or into something" | |
| I love you mom sincerely yours", as the nurse pause | |
| From reading her his letter, body attached to a cord | |
| Into a breathing pump, the stroke she had was too much | |
| She' s in the coma, been that way for a few months | |
| And if her son knew believe he' ll split in two | |
| And go back to using drug before quitting school | |
| But just smile ' cause your mother' s still here | |
| Try to live and be proud, make a heart full of cheer | |
| For your mama, tranquility, she' s free | |
| Give your heart space and liberty and then peace | |
| The words are golden, emotion, devotion | |
| Just hush, feel the touch for a moment | |
| My life' s a paradox, watched by crooked cops | |
| But the law carries me just to be Happy | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| Outro: Killah Priest | |
| Dedicated to my grandmother, Miss Louise Staley | |
| I love you Grandma! |
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