training In the streets instead of sittin? at home complainin? Mississippi, Arkansas, and everything in-between I know it?s real, but it all feels like a dream
Smack fire out your ass like a flag from _Backdraft_ Didn't peep the movie, you don't know the half Schoolin MC's until they start learnin We don't gotta be Mississippi
lady That I dream of holding tight That I kiss and tell goodnight Carolina Mountain dewe Sometimes that next day on a Mississippi freeway The Alabama dreamer
There, in the distance--a pillar of fire Rumbling like thunder in a dream It roars among the pines along the lines Of the great Mississippi It scatters
cheer me under heaven's dome Miss the Mississippi and you Memories are bringing happy days of yore Miss the Mississippi and you Mocking birds are singing 'round the cabin door Miss the Mississippi
by morning Through the Mississippi darkness Rolling down to the sea. And all the towns and people seem To fade into a bad dream And the steel rails still
default on its promises gave citizens of all And now we must demand our right to be free ?cause I have a dream. I have dream. A dream that one day Black
fields breaking my back i need a better deal so long mississippi so long alabam i want to face the promise of the promised land I got the fever dreams
under heaven's dome Miss the Mississippi and you Memories are bringing happy days of yore Miss the Mississippi and you Mocking birds are singing 'round the cabin door Miss the Mississippi
When I get off of this mountain You know where I want to go Straight down the Mississippi river To the Gulf of Mexico To Lake Charles, Louisiana Little
(S. Williams) Won't you come along with me, To the Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river, Down to New Orleans The
Deep down in Mississippi I found my sweet delta blues She weaved a little southern spell on me Made a little voodoo She was born the bright side
tipsy Just met me she said she missed me She belly dancin like a gypsy She lookin for love she hit me Her and her friend from mississippi She said that
could be the end You can dream, plan, scream, wish, pray and hope But you never know That Pentacost preacher was a part time teacher At the Mississippi