He Was a Big Freak - Betty Davis

Come on and listen to my tale It's a strange and sorry tale That's gonna rock you About a man, the drifting kind Let the story now unwind It's gonna shock you Some people said he was a ghost Wouldn't wanna be his host Or just to meet him And if he ever came their way They'd be sticks and stones, I'd say That would grieve him He was a Steppenwolf, a lost and lonely one He was a Steppenwolf, forever on the run He was a Steppenwolf, with a forgotten past He was a Steppenwolf, who found a love at last He was a Steppenwolf The girl he met was out-of-sight Though she walked the streets at night He didn't mind it She seemed as happy as a song And if anything was wrong He didn't find it They used to laugh and dance and drink And not ever did he think of a payday No matter where they ever were Every day he spent with her was a hey-day He was a Steppenwolf, and not a handsome man He was a Steppenwolf, who didn't know her plan He was a Steppenwolf, not very bright at all He was a Steppenwolf, just riding for a fall He was a Steppenwolf One day she said "It's time you knew That I started up with you For just one reason You're gonna do just what I want 'Cause there's something that I want And I ain't teasing My life is empty all around Nothing that I ever found Would fulfill me So for a while I'll be with you When I say that we're through You must kill me!" He was a Steppenwolf, He cried "It isn't fair" He was a Steppenwolf, "You know how much I care" He was a Steppenwolf, She said "This is the deal" He was a Steppenwolf, He saw this was for real He was a Steppenwolf He was a Steppenwolf, they spent a long last night He was a Steppenwolf, and with a smile she died He was a Steppenwolf, a lost and lonely one He was a Steppenwolf, forever on the run He was a Steppenwolf

Little man was hungry They saw him as a tramp With a love note in his pocket, But no money for a stamp, He just sits there in the doorway And he sings his lonely song, Mumbling the cold out of his hands, Watching the shadows weave and dance, Smiling, but in his eyes the chances are gone He was me, He was you, Maybe someone that you knew, There goes everybody's brother, What's his name? Walk on by, Pay no mind, Heartbreaks happen all the time Ain't it cold enough today, so let it rain The painter tries to paint him, And the poet, he tries to see, I think he had a castle, In the man he used to be, He just stuck to us a question, Can you tell me what you've learned? "Nobody knows the truth," he said, "Not till the book has all been read, Follow the one you love instead of the road." He was me, He was you, Maybe someone that you knew, There goes everybody's brother, What's his name? Walk on by, Pay no mind, Heartbreaks happen all the time Ain't it cold enough today, so let it rain He was me, He was you, Maybe someone that you knew, There goes everybody's brother, What's his name? Walk on by, Pay no mind, Heartbreaks happen all the time Ain't it cold enough today, so let it rain Ain't it cold enough today, let it rain Ain't it cold enough today, So let it rain

He was a friend of mine He was a friend of mine His killing had no purpose No reason, or rhyme He was a friend of mine He was in Dallas town He was in Dallas town Form a sixth floor window A gunner shot him down He died in Dallas town He never knew my name He never knew my name Though I never met him I knew him just the same Oh, he was a friend of mine

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto