"Worldwide Underground" je třetí studiové album nu-soulové divy Erykah Badu. Originální fúze soulu, jazzu a příjemného hip-hopu.

Píseň: On

Interpret:
Erykah Badu
Album:
Baduizm
A one-one, two one two


On & on & on & on


Wake the fuck up cause its been too long


Say wait a minute, Queen


Whats your name


I be that gypsy


Flippin life game from the right brain


Ascension maintained


Rolling through like a burning flame


Like a super nova star


She be the light


When they in the dark


Morning


The moon pass the sun


Four constellations start forming


Across up in the sky


But everybody wanna ask me why






What good do your words do


If they cant understand you


Dont go talkin that shit Badu, Badu






What good do your words do


If they cant understand you


Dont go talkin that shit Badu, Badu






Said Im a Pisces


Zika deka del


Well well Im raising hell


People always tryin to find the world Im in


Im the envy of the women and I rule the men






2 fish, 1 swimmin up stream


1 swimmin down livin in a dream


But when she loves she tends to cling


When incense burns, smoke unfurls


Analog girl in a digital world


The rasta style flower child


Zip dip dow, zip dip dow


The gold tooth smile


Split them vowels


Bling bloom bling, melinated


Im bout ta give birth to church


But everybody want to ask this earth


What






What good do your words do


If they cant understand you


Dont go talkin that shit Badu, Badu






What good do your words do


If they cant understand you


Dont go talkin that shit Badu, Badu






Bridge!


I remember when I went


With Momma to the Washateria


Remember how I felt the day


I first started my period


Remember there in school one day


I learned I was inferior


Water in my cereal






Badu in your stereo


Holla if you hear me though


Remembering is good if you dont


Let it be the fear in you


Wrap ya head with this material






Cause you did not do your math


My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone


Mad props to god ja born






Things just aint the same for singers


Gotta sing on the beat the bring us


But thats all I have aint got no mo


But still the people really wanna to know






What good do your words do


If they cant understand you


Dont go talkin that shit Badu, Badu






What good do your words do


If they cant understand you


Dont go talkin that shit Badu, Badu