What I Got (2025 Remaster)

Early in the morning

In the morning, y'all

Rising to the street

Up in the streets, y'all

Light me up that Mary Jane, I got no shoes on my feet

Shoes is on my feet, y'all

I got to find a reason

I need a reason

A reason things went wrong

Why they go wrong?

I got to find a reason why my money's all gone

I'm broke

I ain't got no Dalmatian (Yup)

I can still get high

And I can play the guitar like a mother, shut your mouth

Life is too short, so love the one you got

You might get run over or you might get shot

Might get shot

Never start no static, I just get it off my chest

Off my chest

Never had no battle with no bulletproof vest

No bulletproof vest

Take a small example, take a tip-tip from me

From me

Take all of your money, give it all to charity (Charity)

Love is in your heart and in the disco (Preach)

And the Spearhead style comes straight from 'Frisco (Preach)

It all comes back to you, you finally get what you deserve (Deserve)

Try and test that and you're bound to get served (Get served)

Love is what I got, don't start a riot (Riot)

You love it when the dance gets hot, hot, hot, hot

Lovin' is what I got

We got love all across the globe

I said remember that, lovin' is what I got

We got love, y'all, we got love, all across the globe, come on

Now remember that, lovin' is what I got

We got love, y'all, we got love, y'all, all across the universe

Ah-so remember that, lovin' is what I got

We got love y'all, we got love y'all

I got, my mom smokes pot

I don't get angry when my dog runs away (Nah)

I don't get angry with the bills I gots to pay (Nah)

I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot (Nah)

But I get happily-happy when Gab rocks the mic (Hey)

It doesn't matter when the voice is all chatter

Like the rings around Saturn and there ain't no cake batter, hey

See, all that matters is the sound pitter-patter

Of the heart's breathing pattern, every day is like a Saturday

Could be sadder, but condition's much better

For those living in the South and start planning space anatomy

I got talent and some lyrics that are valid

Even if my vote ballot doesn't even matter anyway

Something you say, hey, cannonball my binnie, aye

So that I can generate some food on my dinner plate

I got love flowing way down in my inner rates

To keep my head leveled at a devil, couldn't penetrate

That's love, Gab

Yo, that's love, Mike

For the people, Gab

Ah-for the people, Mike, come on

Lovin' is what I got

I got love y'all

So remember that, lovin' is what I got

We got love, y'all, we got love, y'all, I got love, y'all

We got love, come on, we got love, y'all, for the people, y'all

Lovin' is what I got

So remember that, lovin' is what I got

The universe, y'all, we got love, y'all, we got love, y'all, it's all one, y'all, it's love, y'all

I got, I got, I got

Love for the people no matter who they be

Love for the fishes in the deep blue sea

Love for the birds up in the sky

Love for the planes just flying by

People over here and the people over there

Sunday morning sitting in your underwear

It don't matter where you're from

We got love for the everybody, rum-pa-pum-pum

I, I love

Gift of Gab

Michael Franti, Spearhead

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