From the recording I. C. A. R.
Confessions of an urban spiritualist.
Lyrics
(I Chant A Round)
Words & music by Major Black
(1)
Step to my corner
and what do you see
Nothing but problems
from A to Z
Somebody died
somebody else got shot
My homie lied
the Hood is too hot
I’m just a man
I wanna live in peace
This life is rough
can’t get no relief
When everything around me becomes a drag
I come with my bead-bag…
I CHANT A ROUND
(Hare Krishna Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna Hare,
Hare Rama Hare Rama, Rama Rama Hare Hare)
I CHANT A ROUND
(2)
I tried to work
but they didn’t want MY skills
Instead of stacking up cash
I’m stacking up bills
I voted for the President to save the day
but what can he do
With so much s--- in his way
Oil kings terrified, terror killings state-side
Hungry children world-wide, rape the planet justified
When the actions of men make me want to gag
I make with my bead bag…
I CHANT A ROUND, ain’t go' let these people make ME crazy
One-hundred & eight, I CHANT A ROUND
INTERLUDE
Sometimes it’s rough, though… I mean
but I can’t let this life get me down
I gotta keep the fight, gotta keep myself spiritually strong
you will not defeat me!
(3)
Somebody was just thinking
I don’t see how
Some old Krishna chant
can help my struggle right now
See when I chant
and chanting is spirit
It liberates my mind
whenever I hear it
And see the mind
that mind is the seat of illusion
The bed of delusion
the home of confusion
So whenever my problems get an attitude and try to brag
I pick up my bead bag
I CHANT A ROUND, what, you ain’t got one
One-hundred & eight, I CHANT A ROUND
(4)
For those who don’t know
let me break it down
108 beads
that makes a round
A sacred string
I keep in a bag
I keep it close to me
sometimes I wear it like a tag
I’m chanting HARE
& KRISHNA
& KRISHNA
& RAMA
You get it from God
so it’s good enough for your mama
When your life did a zig, when it should-a done a zag . . do what I do . .
I CHANT A ROUND
I CHANT A ROUND