Erykah Badu - On & On (Live) lyrics

Oh my, my, my i'm feelin' high
My money's gone i'm all alone
Too much to see, the world keeps turnin'
Oh, what a day, what a day, what a day
Peace and blessings manifest with
Every lesson learned
If your knowledge were your wealth then
It would be well earned
If we were made in his image
Then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in God but
They fear Him just the same

Oh, on and on, and on and on
My cipher keeps moving like a rolling stone
Oh, on and on, and on and on
All night 'til the break of dawn
I go on and on, and on and on
My cipher keeps moving like a rolling stone
Oh Lord, on and on, and on and on
Gotdammit I'ma sing my song

I was born underwater with three
Dollars and six dimes
Yeah, you might laugh why
'cause you did not do your math
Like one, two, three damn
Y'all feel that over there? Like one, two
Three y'all feel it over there?
Like one, two, three in the middle
Y'all feel that?
Like one, two, three y'all feel that?
Like one, two, three, ha
The world keeps turnin'
Oh, what a day, what a day, what a day
The man that knows something knows that
He knows nothing at all
Does it seem colder in your summer
Time and hotter in your fall?
If we were made in his image
Then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in God but
They fear us just the same somebody say

On and on, and on and on
My cipher keeps moving like a rolling stone
Oh Lord, on and on, and on and on
All night 'til the vultures swarm onon
My cipher keeps moving like a rolling stone
Onon mad props to the god JaBorn

Iyou're feelin' kind of hungry
'cause my high is comin' down
Don't feed me yours
'cause your food does not endure
I think I need a cup of tea
The world keeps burnin' oh, what a day

You rush into destruction 'cause you
Don't have nothin' left
The mothership can't save you so your
Ass is gon' get left
If we were made in his image
Then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in God but
They fear us just the same ah, come on

On and on, and on and on
My cipher keeps moving like a rolling stone
I go on, on and on, on and on on on, why
'Cause you did not do your math
Oh Lord, on and on, and on and on
My cipher keeps moving like a rolling stone
I go on, ha, on, on And on and on

I think it's time to take the
Jam deep into the hype
Hardcore, cold hype in the mic
I just so happen to be
Tough with a capital "T"
Can't no weak ass trick MC keep up
Up with me
Hard on the mic, steadily smooth with rhyme
You could read about Badu
In your Hip-Hop time
And now I'm good to go since I'm up to par
Yeah, I'm dope on a rope
They wanna play tug-of-war
Jealousy appears between both your ears
'Cause, I've been doing this shit for years
Ha never going out wack, I'm a female mack
So saps get back while my dollars stack
Potential fine, not conceited
But still hard to handle
Got it up top, don't watch the blank channel
Got soul 'cause I'm funky
Take a whiff of the jam
You're on with the song, just say "Thank you
Ma'am"