Lyrics for InDiggNation

Change Is…

Change is…
such a relief from it all.
Facing…a brand new day come tomorrow.
Praying…helped me to become newborn.
Changing…into concrete of Gibraltar.

Hear my thoughts…

Same ol’ lover,
same ol’ quarrels.
Same ol’ complaints,
same ol’ faults.
Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’, same ol’, same ol’

Change is…
your age of Aquarius.
Main ingredient…a deep faith in God.
Slaying…Demons and “Pillars of salt.”
Check it out!
Change is…
the way true leaders move on.

Same ol’ wake ups,
same ol’ job.
Same ol’ paychecks,
same ol’ boss.
Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’, same ol’ same ol’

Same ol’ friendships,
same ol’ talks.
Same ol’ neighbors,
same ol’ haunts.
Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’, same ol’, same ol’

Same ol’ venues,
same ol’ throngs.
Same ol’ notes played,
same ol’ songs.
Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’, same ol’

Change is…such a relief from it all.

Change repeatedly gives me a call…world.

Change, change, change, change, change, change…

Let Me Go

Remembering…
giving in…
to a beautiful surrender.

Imagining…
children and…
you and me in love forever.

But if all you want is a physical thing…

let me go.

We would spend…
weekends…
Everyday seemed so blissful.

But now you need…
space to breathe
and you wanna date more people.

But if all that love was just a set up for flings then

let me go.

Just to hear your voice is reason to stay.
Helps me to forget awful things you’ve said.
No, you can’t keep calling me baby

Let me go.

Don’t stick around.

Can’t bear the thought of other guys
pleasuring you on Valentines.
You risk my state of mind;

God! Let me go

But I can’t blame the girl if she’s not physically
wrapping both her arms around me so I won’t leave.

What she’s really telling you Digg, is

“let me go.”

Don’t stick around

Doom!!

Lyrics & music composed & arranged by Myke ‘Shyndigg’ Heni
©2001 InDiggNation Music ASCAP

I’m Hopin’ & Prayin’ That You’ll Feel The Same Thing Too

Life’s dealt me amazing guides and lessons.
I fell in love with a girl who’s a gem.
She makes me happy, and I make her grin.

I’m hopin’ & prayin’
that you’ll feel the same thing…
too.

Redound! Redound!

Friends screwed a friend and they thought it was cool.
Pompous, they thought “yes,” success was in view.
Show me a cannibal, and I’ll show you food.

I’m hopin’ & prayin’
that you’ll feel the same thing…
too.

Hey! I’m toe to toe amidst all obstacles.

What goes around
just comes around.
It could lift you up
or bring you down.

Warning!

This tracks a warning!

You’ll pay!

I won a Grammy, my life’s dream come true.
I’d like to thank ya’ll, and my parents too.
I’d like to thank God, and my Devil too.

I’m hopin’ & prayin’
that you’ll feel the same thing…
too.

Redound! Redound!

Beware! Beware!

Look out! Look out, now!

Sun Yung Moon.

Lyrics & music composed & arranged by Myke ‘Shyndigg’ Heni
©2001 InDiggNation Music ASCAP

Still Funk ‘N’ Soul ll me

What’s the matter with the clothes I’m wearing?
“Can’t you tell that your tie’s too wide?”
Maybe I should buy some old tab collars?
“Welcome back to the age of jive.

Where have you been hiding out lately, honey?
You can’t dress trashy till you spend a lot of money.”
Everybody’s talkin’ ‘bout the new sound.
Funny, but it’s still Funk ‘N’ Soul ll me.

Here we are…(Digg Deep! Digg Deep!)

What’s the matter with the car I’m driving?
“Can’t you tell that it’s out of style?”
Should I get a set of white wall tires?
“Are you gonna cruise the miracle mile?

Nowadays you can’t be too sentimental.
Your best bet’s a true baby blue Continental.”
Hot funk, Kool Monk, even if it’s old junk,
it’s still Funk ‘N’ Soul ll me

Oh, it doesn’t matter what they say in the papers
‘cause it’s only been the same old scene.
There’s a new band in town,
but you can’t get the sound from a story in a magazine…

What’s the matter with the crowd I’m seeing?
“Don’t you know that they’re out of touch?”
Should I try to be a straight ‘A’ student?
“If you are then you think too much.

Don’t you know about the new fashion honey?
All you need are looks and a whole lotta money.”
Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways,
it’s still Funk ‘N’ Soul ll me

Everybody’s talkin’ ‘bout the new sound.
Funny, but it’s still Funk ‘N’ Soul ll me.

Hot funk, Kool Monk, even if it’s old junk,
it’s still Funk ‘N’ Soul ll me

Sly Stone, Fishbone, Artist Formerly Known…

Here we are…(Digg Deep! Digg Deep!)

The Single (All Day Dreaming)

Is this love that I’m feeling for you baby?
Is this love that I’m feeling for you girl?
Is it love when I can’t get full from eating?
Is it love when I can’t get through my work?

I’m in love and then some…

All day dreaming,
Thinking of you.
All day, all night,
That’s all I do.

And I dream of your beauty on my pillow.
And I breathe in the sweetness of your scent.
And I feel like a kid when bliss was young
and playing ‘spin the bottle ‘round’…
winning time and time again.

Is this love that I’m feeling for you lady?
Is this love that I’m feeling for you girl?
Is it love when a mere sunset completes me?
Is it love?
Is it love?

All day dreaming,
Thinking of you.
All day, all night,
That’s all I do.

Lyrics & music composed & arranged by Myke ‘Shyndigg’ Heni
©2001 InDiggNation Music ASCAP

It!!

If you want it,
Then all you gotta do is tell me
that you want it.
And when you want it anytime
then you can get it.
But when you get
You can never mistreat it.
And it really doesn’t matter
if you bought it,
‘cause ever since the day you laid
your eyes upon it,
you know you wanted it
and now you don’t regret it.
And now it’s really, really
difficult to leave it.
If you believe that you’re the
only one who wants it,
well you can take that little thought
and just abort it.
‘cause they’re a lot of guys
lining up who want it.
You know I’m not afraid at all
to ever flaunt it.
And you know I’ll give it all up
in a minute.
Won’t wait around on anybody
who’s timid.
You gotta, gotta, gotta be in it
to win it.
Won’t stand around and wonder
if you really want it.
If you want to be the only one
who wants it,
then you gotta get up everyday
and work it.
And the proper way to work it
is to kiss it.
And once you kiss it, then you know
You gotta pet it.
And when you get in, then you know
you gotta hold it.
You better take a lotta time
till I get it .
‘cause when I get it
I’m a better girl to deal with.
Now that I’ve got it
and you’re sitting there rigid,
get yourself a girly magazine
and palm it.

A na na na na na na na na na na nah na!

Lyrics composed & arranged by Myke ‘Shyndigg’ Heni.// Music composed by Shyndigg
& Victoria Sadaka. Music arranged by Shyndigg ©2001 InDiggNation Music ASCAP

Temple

Myke’s not where he’s supposed to be!?

He gone!

Myke’s not where he’s supposed to be.
But Myke’s wearing a Rosary.
Myke’s not bearing the Cross he wears.
Myke’s just daring the force he fears…

And tryin’ to bitch about it in song.

“I…
want your Temple, so
I…
can spread the Gospel.”
‘What…
makes me so special?’
“I…
want your Temple.”

On my way to God.

Making my body move;
making my body move, God.

Have mercy on me.

‘People…
are my Bible.
The Steeple…
at times can stifle.
I…
gotta keep on searching.
I…
gotta keep on Churching!’

I bow to you.

Making my body move;
making my body move, God.

Myke’s not where he’s supposed to be!?
Myke’s not where he’s supposed to be…God.

Call B4 U Lose Her

So it seems I can’t forget to remember
all the tender moments we used to share.
‘Way you taught me how to trust and be open.
Then one day your tender calls disappeared.

Tell me why
can’t I
call you?

So it seems I tell myself I don’t love you girl.
Did my everything to send you away.
Changed my number ‘cause I’m too weak to answer.
Curled up in a ball, inlove, and afraid.

Somebody tell me why
won’t I
call you?

Oh, my spirit cries…

Call B4 U lose her

Ugly People

Ugly people,
are usually the last to know
they’re beautiful.

Ugly people,
can’t cruise with mass of folk
with truth in vogue.

Ugly people,
are usually the last to know
they’re beautiful.

Ugly people

Ugly people,
they bruise. Everlasting blows,
the cruel, they throw.

Ugly people,
their food is to fast, to grow,
and truth’s their goal.

Ugly people,
they use what they can to show
that gloom can glow.

Ugly people

Ugly people.
Their rule, “Take a stand. The bold
can cool the cold.”

Ugly people
refuse being a Clan. They know
that two console

Ugly people,
are usually the last to know
they’re beautiful

Ugly people.

Whoose Yo’ Daddeh?

Whoose yo’ Daddeh?
Who creates all your magic?
Whhose yo’ Daddeh?
Who gives you pink cotton candy?

Who let’s you wear what you choose;
baring the woman envisioned for you.?

Who’s your Daddy-O?

Whoose yo’ teddy?
Whom do you squeeze when you’re lonely?
Who will sadly…
cry when you’re not feeling happy?

Who taught you things about men?
Who’d never hit you unless you were bad?

Who’s your Daddy-O?

Who’s your family?
Whom do you trust in completely?
Sugah Nanny!
Who tells you always, “you’re pretty?”

Whoose yo’ Daddeh?
Who gives you presents and money?
Who’s your Daddeh?
Who’ll ask you not to tell Mommy?

Who’s your Daddy-O?

Ma’ Heart’s Drowning In a Well

My life, so sweet
but lonely.
My heart’s drowning in a well

I want to meet
my soul mate.
My heart’s drowning in a well.

So fed up being
with phony men.
My heart’s drowning in a well.

Can’t imagine being
without you,
though our travels never crossed.

I can’t stop thinking
‘bout you,
and I know what you look like boy

And when we meet
I’ll know you.
And all’s well that end’s all well.

But till then,
till then…

my heart’s drowning in a well

Some nights I dream
I’m falling…
way down into a deep black void.

Some nights I dream
I’m floating…
or drowning in a sea of mud.

Some nights I dream
you come to me…
and rising waters mean love reigns.

But till then,
till then…

my heart’s drowning in a well.

Higher

Beat is getting stronger.
Beat is getting longer too.
Music still a thought to me.

I want to take you

Higher!

Beat is nitty gritty.
Sound is in your city too.
Music still a thought to me.

Don’t cha…
don’t you wanna get

Higher!

Beat is there to make you move.
Sound is there to help you groove.
Music still a thought to me.

Higher!

Original lyrics & music composed & arranged by Sylvester ‘Sly Stone’ Stewart. ©1969 Stoneflower music BMI. ©1969 Mijac music. All rights admin. By Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI). All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission.
*Re-arrangement by Myke’ Shyndigg’ Heni. 2001