Artist: Bolo Gah f/ Dragonfly Album: Bolo's Kitchen: Blood, Sweat & Years Song: What's Going On Typed by: pneumatic [Dragonfly] Yeah, This feels good man, Hell yeah He was an unwanted child born inside the winter December twenty-first, Gift wrapped to be a sinner Life had felt fronted, And love was so wanted The only substitute was stolen toys that he wanted And nothing seemed to matter, Not even his self He got in fights for attention reputation's not to mention Seen an anger motivation, Aimed at the world He's just a criminal minded thief's version of a pearl Then something came along that was highly unexpected A future with two people who's love never neglected The time and the space and a place to call home Ayo King, Lets do the hook so I can leave this alone [Chorus 4X: Bolo Gah] Just tell em what's going on with your life Dragonfly Tell em why in the song, Tell em what's going on [Dragonfly] He was next a young man with a lust for cash Had women and drugs and plans that moved fast He hustled for a minute, Remained undefeated Seem it wasted his time, He used to take the shit he needed Even got a nine to five to keep his conscience alive That's when he, He meet a man gave him reason to strive Introduced him to the nation of the five percent And like an overnight package he was sent intelligence Start reading bout self, Who's the original man All the distance from the planets, How the mind expands I mean damn, We had Parliaments, Meetings of great minds That's when he took it back to Build, Teach, And Refine Then before he knew it he was coming of age Wanna know what happens next, Then turn the next page [Chorus] [Dragonfly] It started off a coal mine, Several diamonds in the ruff A collage of emcees who studied life through degrees Just live'n out a dream with a theme of what makes Make'n music in a room with Marshall movies and breaks It had centrifugal force, And of course they had each other The heart breaks aches when they lost they first brother Cause he was the glue that stuck everything together Then things fell apart, The foolish became the smart And some left the art while others made the choice To remember the God and still preserving his voice Until this day I blow kisses at the house Rest in peace Father Lord cause we still wanna 'cord [Chorus]