Family Ties is an American sitcom that aired on NBC for seven seasons, from 1982 to 1989. The sitcom reflected the move in the United States from the cultural liberalism of the 1960s and 1970s to the conservatism of the 1980s. This was particularly expressed through the relationship between young Republican Alex P. Keaton (Michael J. Fox) and his ex-hippie parents, Elyse and Steven Keaton (Meredith Baxter-Birney and Michael Gross). The show won multiple awards, including three consecutive Emmy Awards for Michael J. Fox as Outstanding Lead Actor in a Comedy Series.
Set during the early years of the Reagan administration, Elyse and Steven Keaton (Meredith Baxter-Birney and Michael Gross) are baby boomers, liberals and former Hippies, raising their three children: Alex (Michael J. Fox), Mallory (Justine Bateman) and Jennifer (Tina Yothers) in suburban Columbus, Ohio. Married in 1964, Elyse is an independent architect, and Steven is the station manager of WKS, a local public television station. The couple later has a fourth child, Andrew (Brian Bonsall).
[Verse 1 - 40 Cal.]
Y'all niggaz down on ya hard luck
You must be takin' bird baths we can all see you're washed up
See we the shower posse, throw you in the dodge trunk
Treat you like a large blunt and smoke you in ya Von Dutch
You think you live real, Its realer here
Niggaz'll cut ya arm mail it to ya mom as a souvenier
We smack niggaz like the dvd
And say 40 ain't the sickest nigga rappin' since Easy-E
I'm too strong for you, you need to go to GNC
You're like 14 days too weak for me (two week)
Look, I blow easily, beat emcee's repeatedly
Your mouth is where this heat'll be, I just did it recently
I'm the best ain't no bargainin' B
The way I son rappers, you'll be the new Father MC
But my truck is why the haters hate
They think I'm drivin' attention cuz it comes wit deep dishes and paper plates
I'm in ya hood, sparkin' at ya peephole
You can ask Suge all the hardest rappers he know
Started at a c-note, bargain at the kilo's
Now my pockets like I took the Carter after Nino
Car jackin' steelo, pull up next to ya whip
Wether snub or the club it's consecutive hits
Dissin' niggaz in the yard doin' eleven to clip
And Wreck Rock and Dipset doin' sets to the Dips, Holla
[Verse 2 - Cam'Ron]
From the back of the cop ride, the black on black black, when we cop rides
I will not hide, Hi Ma, Hot thighs, dick on her nose now she's cock eyed
From whippin'up bacon rolls to outside whippin the bacon rolls
Saniyah Lathan knows, I rakin' but makin dough
Eighty holes in ya shirt, there's ya own Jamaican clothes
I ain't talkin to pokano's, I'm talkin to aspens the slopes we go
You get the okie do, play me baby I hope he know
We break noses, call 'em baby Pinocchio
I hold wit wit blue mittens, two pigeons, what the fuck are yooou pitchin?
One house, Two kitchens, who's bitchin'
I'll bring the diesel, won't see the Fu-Schnickens
And I don't trust a hoe, that's mother to baby mother
motherfucker, you look like a lady lover
I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her
Tell her drink cum, get drunk, its nutcracker
And it's well known, that Rell's home
Yep, hit E.T. up on the cell phone
Ask ya family thighs, and my family rise
Call the network Dipset, Family Ties
[Verse 3 - Hell Rell]
I got niggaz that's locked up in Attica El Mara
Up in the mess hall, tellin' niggaz that Rell's fire
Smack ya pops, sell coke to ya mother
And my weed's the color purple like Oprah and Glover
And fam tell me how you gettin extorted by Tom, Dick and Harry
And all them niggaz is gay Tom kissin' Harry
I got proper work if you wanna cop some work
Diamonds in the ring the color of Papa Smirf
Dipset worldwide now you haters kno us
Beaver bedspreads, alligator sofas
Range candy paint, Now or Later rovers
Go to sleep so high I don't know how I wake up sober
Went from livin' in the hungry ghetto
To white girls sayin wow, what a lovely bezel
Diamonds in there, yummy yellow
You just another funky, haters wanna snub and pump me
And Pataki wanna lock me up and double bunk me
Get on my feet wit the hard white a couple junkies
I know I'm a piece of shit but my mother loves me
Kill you take my ass to another country
Fuck New York get my coke from another country
Got Africans that's commin to America
With the best dope thats comin' to America
And yo own man's don't acknowledge yo G
Cuz you ain't wanna go to war like Muhammad Ali
Dipset, bitch..
Guess I turned into my mother,
trying to control things and others
and worrying about it all.
Will it hurt her feelings,
am I doing it wrong?
Family ties like a bow around the presents life is made of.
Family ties like a bow around the presents life is made of.
Imperfect love.
Imperfect love.
Family ties like a bow around the presents life is made of.
Family ties like a bow around the presents life is made of.
Imperfect love.
alone is the cleanest war. at least it's now fought fair. may have lost a household, but he's gained a world. raised to lower, brought up to put down. I call it genial bigotry, a family tradition. the honor of dishonor, as values resound. spit back at a bloodline of racist transmission. wasn't them he so despised, but their beliefs he hated. free thought over family was a choice not long debated. one less fruit on this family tree. and now he's fee to love unobstructed. to marvel at this vast civil bond he's constructed. reborn, emerge. and now cut the vein. write him off. he is alone.
I'll seize this moment and make it mine
Remember when we were younger and had nothing but time
And now I know there's so much in my way
But it won't keep me held down 'cause I've got
something to say
We're all just kids growing up too fast
Focused on the future but not forgetting the past
So I live my life like it's a story to tell
Don't try to stand in my way
'Cause I can make a bet that you'll fail
But I'll push on and on
Till every doubt is gone
Nothing's gonna stand in my way
I control my own fate
If you are not scared
Then you're not taking a chance
The road ahead is paved by those who took the risk
We're all just kids growing up too fast
Focused on the future but not forgetting the past
This will always be my family
This will always be my family
So I live my life like it's a story to tell
Don't try to stand in my way
'Cause I can make a bet that you'll fail
But I'll push on and on
Till every doubt is gone
Nothing's gonna stand in my way
I control my own fate
This will always be my family
You've been here for me since the beginning
This will always be my family
I'll be there for you till the end
So I live my life like it's a story to tell
Don't try to stand in my way
'Cause I can make a bet that you'll fail
But I'll push on and on
Till every doubt is gone
Nothing's gonna stand in my way
I control my own fate
I bet we been together for a million years,
And I bet we'll be together for a million more.
Oh, It's like I started breathing on the night we kissed,
And I can't remember what I ever did before.
What would we do baby, Without Us?
What would we do baby, Without Us?
And there ain't no nothing we can't love each other through.
What would we do baby, Without Us?
Sha la la la.
The Foxxx...
[Freddie Foxxx]
Yeah, that's right
When I die, remember me baby!
And when you livin' large, remember me baby!
Cause what you don't give me, I'm gon' take it!
YaknawhatImean
It's the Missin' Linx baby
[Al'Tariq/Fashion]
Yo, I can't give a fuck about your cake
you go for hoe mackin'
while we get this moneys movin'
like Cali car jackin'
does this feel like some jackin
what, when the money get robbed
we hit the hood make it good
cause we proshin' em up, touchin' em up
grandma got it
then you got it
when I'm not across the block, and I shot it
then you shot it
cause you batter to the full ain't no ballin' this
nigga we share the prez to the lastest
[Freddie Foxxx]
Aiyo Black ha, uh, hail
[Black Attack]
That shit that really make sense
don't you need y'all niggas
don't you need your fucking fam
when it's time to squeeze triggers
I understand it though
money make the world twist
you mad at me king
see don't a click
go out and ice a girl wrist
yo that's that bullshit
you fucking jerk
you ain't wanna hit us with cash
you could've hit us with berk
it's all good though
I'ma sit back, light up the choke
cause with your family
I'ma laugh when your niggas go broke
[Freddie Foxxx]
Turn it uup
[Chorus (2x)]
Y'all don't know how to
get this up, come on
split this up!
get your cake and shitn it up! uhu
Together we gon' scramble for pies
let's make your family rise
It's all about your Family Ties!
come on
[Problemz]
Aiyo these hater dedicated to them corns
you niggas that got dough, but don't wanna put a nigga on
you niggas that shitted on proms, to get shitted on shawn
well it's peace like ya niggas to fuck up like the throngs
memory a few, and you, and all that bullshit you put me through
at your way ticket to uligy(?), slick came over the jewelry
like Rick the Ruler, cocked back them platinum magnum
and the moment he feared, when he sees them lookin' back at em
[Al'Tariq/Fashion]
Yo, blackin' em
stackin' chips the fuck up son
we tappin' em, we clappin' em
wish you had ties cause now we blacken 'em
large as ever, stay tight like close together
you foul wheater, I hate you, you stay mo leather
you never know, who your friends who your foes
but you better know, the close fam forever go
forever, go all out, blow all out
despise get up with the clan man
Family Ties
[Chorus]
[Black Attack]
Yeah, yo, aiyo family ties
split cake scramble for pies
if everybody holdin', watch your family rise
I never put it together, I was lovin' and holdin'
my rich nigga turned bids
cause she the only one rollin' in
I got Scotch, you 'bout to get jack for your shit
not us, turn around and get smacked for your shit
you can get clapped at, shit
I really wantin' mine
matter of fact I really hope you get merced from behind
[Problemz]
It's close line
like a nigga doin' seventy on an eleven
and a hundred niggas run upon you
to collect funds like the rever hand
I will never land automatic God's delivery
will be prevailin'
when time comes to calculate each presidence
it's irrelevant
do will you blow in your cheeks
got niggas knowin' your steez
but stil withholdin' on fees
got money growin' on trees
in your backyard, so we B.B
Q'in and do time you won't see peace
[Chorus]
[Freddie Foxxx]
that's right
you want it
yeah come on
turn it up
it's Bumpy Knuckles baby
the Missin' Linx baby
we punish those that don't belong in the underground
real niggas never die
come on, that's right
the thugs dead or alive, can you feel me
huh, what, Family Ties
got the two nines by the tighs
[Cashmere The Professional]
Dear Dad,
Yeah it's me, surprised that I'm writin'?
Well not really, I'm sittin' at my computer just typin'
Heard you were sick
Would have found out last week had I called
But to be honest
I don't feel the least bad at all
Yeah I know that sounds fucked up but you made me like that
Look at my childhood, I can't believe you played me like that
You was never around, promises was all you resort
No child support not as much as a call to my moms
I went through nights with no dinner lookin' bummy and skips
Could go no where in school with no money for trips
Gettin' cracked on by honeys and shit
Strugglin'
That's why I don't listen to your lectures on hustlin'
Cause we had nothin'
Stuck in the hood always
And you refer to the 80s as the good ole' days?
Well they wasn't for me
I guess things went all your way
But I ain't done keep reading I got more to say
I know this all seems abrasive
But look what I'm faced with
Missed opportunities
Missed chances missed places
I looked at what others had and I couldn't get basic
Deprived of so much that's why I'm stuck with this hatred
I went through problem after problem thinkin' you wouldn't care
All simply because you wasn't there
Just promise to visit and sorrys couldn't redeem you
It probably would have been better if I would never had seen you
Cause then I wouldn't have a face to place with the lies
And the disappointment that affected our lives
I guess that's why I'm so bothered now
And want to hit a motherfucker sayin' you your father’s child
So I gotta be keepin' the faith
For them three girls of mine and I won't be repeatin' mistakes
That you made with me cause I don't miss my past
And every third Sunday in June you can kiss my ass
[Hook]
[Scratched: Xzibit 'Paparazzi'] "And I could feel it as a child growin' up"
[DJ Kno]
Many moon have cycled since the night you decided
to break out late and fade out into the silence
First born son still playin' in his diapers
Left behind ya
Kinda thought I'd never find ya
But guess what?
The human being you had deemed a mistake
Is now staring you in your face
It's a disgrace the way I was treated
Shit, you probably wish I got caught in the condom when my pops skeeted
Well fuck that I buck back all odds
And stuck straight through your facade of camouflage
You ain't my mom
You ain't nothin' but a heartless bitch
I'm starting to switch
Don't even start this shit
Tryin' to fabricate facts that my dad kidnapped me
It can't be nothin' but lies to try to trap me
In face he
Packed me to Cali in '84
We found your crib but you never came to the door
Wouldn't answer the phone but you had to be home
Tragedy sewn
Yo, you had to know you were wrong
Reminisce and it's not surprising
Grew up so broke I thought the poverty line was the horizon
Many nights and days we stayed in shacks
Pops breakin' his back
Faded ass packs of food stamps
But karma's a double edge sword
So thanks for letting me borrow your fuckin' umbilical cord
[talking]
Yeah, Tha Gataz, uh
Heyyy
[Chorus]
My family, just me and my family
It's my family, family ties
[C-Nyle]
I use to be the little nigga with the funny stare
You wouldn't catch me at the spot if wasn't no money there
Terror recliner with my niggas hitting honies bare
On baby sporty we with the shorty, bitches everywhere
You couldn't tell me nothing thought I had the game sewed
Fresh pair of Nikes with my t-shirt and chain on
It's like we underground that's why we bang the same song
That's why I spend the whole week just getting my slang on
I'm hollin' at my nigga Chew hey yo what's up with you
We bout to roll a couple blunts then we bout to cruise
To the hornet's nest, the rest of these niggas and choose
Some hoes so we can go and smoke and drink us up some brew
You ain't got to stress my nigga cause it's up to you
We bobbing off the lovely again this afternoon
These cats better not test so we gone have to do em
It's all bad, I left the straps back up at the room, uh
Let's go out, have a good time
You and me, together we are family
Yeah, yeah
[Lil Lee]
I use to be the little cat with the braided hair
Fresh t's, creased jeans, weed in the air
I tip the stunt with the homies cause I didn't care
Incarcing got a name now I'm everywhere
Growing up, escalating cause our breed is rare
After school with the crew playing truth or dare
Now I'm stepping in the club letting loose my hair
Attractive chicks that flock in they packs just to stare
A young nigga getting more attention than the mayor
This little bad chick whispered something in my ear
It's on now, cause I can see the way that she stared
She wanna get close to me, that's how it's suppose to be
Ain't nobody coming close to these
A.G's gone leave em off your history
Lil Lee, the name gone remain to be
In the draft first round and keep on picking me, c'mon
Let's get on down, let's get on down
Yeah, yeah, I want you, to come over here
Let me show you, what I can do
[C-Nyle]
Hoe go crazy with the babyface, blue prince
Hold paper plates to take your place
Slow down 30 miles, I'ma take the race
I got a plan, to take em all out of space
Now understand that, Lil C-Nyle got so much soul
So grab your partner and dose-e-doe
Get on the flo', go for what you know
We all braided and faded, what they hating fo'
West coast, here's what you been waiting fo'
It's all love with the broke bar making dough
It doesn't matter age, race or coast, we all family
Here take a toast now hand it to me
Now flow, to the track, to the track
Found the snare and clap, yeah that enhances me
Throw up your hands with C, yeah dance with C
C'mon dance with C, yeah dance with C
Take a chance and see, what we all about
A.G.'s is known to turn the party out
Pour the bacardi out, that's what I'm talking bout
A.G's got you open and crawled up out, yeah
Yeah, let's, let's get on down
Let's have a good time yeah
See you and me together
Man I spit that pimp talk you hang out where the pimps collide it's a pimp in my ride, no need
To pimp the ride this ain't the pimp camp, pimp limp, pimp stance pimp slap a slim tramp order
Steak shrimp scamp. ok-k-kay you g-g-gay I souflet' ya toupet and bottles be a bouquet right
Where you stay or where you stayed at 45 trey duce spade sprayed you stayed unload the click
Clack to ya fit cap hold the shit back say goodbye and go commit that for 9 years spain had the
Time share back to time square I got dimes here by the port authority but I got more authority ya
Girl she ordered morey checks she forge em' for me reporters report me how she report to the
Whorgey but it's more to the story her daughter applaud me
We in the zone our soldiers like to stand by, never alone we 'bout to make the Jones'cry "dipset
Dipset dipset dipset dipset dipset" we hold our own I think you get move us or push us we step
To the side that's why they call us "family ties" "dipset dipset dipset dipset dipset dipset"
From the back of the cop-ride to black on black black when we cop rides I will not hide hi mom
Hot dodge dick on her nose now she's cock-eyed from whippin' the bake-in-rolls to outside
Whippin' the bacon rolls sanai lathan nose I'm rakein' but makin' doe 80 holes in ya' shirt there
Ya' own jamaican clothes I ain't talkin' the poconos, I'm talkin' the aspins the slopes we go you
Get the "okey doke" play me baby I hope he know we break noses call him baby pinnochio fuckin'
Lier I hold him wit' blue mittins two pigeons what the fuck are you pitchin' one house two
Kitchens whose bitchin I bring the diesel won't see the fooschnickens and I don't trust a hoe
That smuthered the baby-mother mother-fucker you look like a lady-lover I'll tuck slap her, dap
Her, plus clap her tell her drink come get drunk it's nut cracker and it's well known that Rell
Home yup!! hit E.T up on the cell phone as ya' family dies and my family rise call the network
Dipset family ties
They see me in that lavender tank you ravege ya' faint I was fort lauder you was saint ladder
Day saints whips get lavered in paint ride wit' the rappers, scrap wit' the actors, cap back abra
Cadabra and I'm apalled think that we hit all comfortable me and more these rappers all theodore
Huxdable they mother's a lawyer, they father's a doctor auction coke to the coppers glocks in the
Locker and who you supposed to be get hung from the roseries call me C.O.D that's coke and them
Oser "D" some ole'D B off them oser D I ain't give a fuck as long as they ain't close to me put
Ya' drugs in the air give a toast to me pump that dip in ya' veins get dope like me fuck Kerry
[Foreign Content]
Ever since they were born
She was worried about their friends
Even when they turned twenty five
She was worried about the company they'd keep
One day it was three in the morning
The door bell rang, she got up in a sweat
Blue lights flashing everywhere
The boys in blue standing at the door
The look on their faces scared her enough
Before they told her what she was always afraid of
Do you know where your son is tonight?
Do you know where your daughter is tonight?
I'm afraid they won't be coming home tonight
Do you know where your son is tonight?
Do you know where your daughter is tonight?
I'm afraid they won't be coming home tonight
[Foreign Content]
Ever since she was brought to this home
She's been cursing every woman with a child
She says they brought to this world the curse
That have stained the good name of mankind
One day it was three in the morning
The guard came running to tell us she's gone
Blue lights flashing everywhere, all over again
The boys in blue, looking for her
The look on their faces scared us enough
When they told us to strengthen our family ties
Do you know where your mother is tonight?
Do you know where your father is tonight?
I'm afraid they won't be coming home tonight
Do you know where your son is tonight?
Do you know where your daughter is tonight?
I'm afraid they won't be coming home tonight
[Foreign Content]
Do you know where your son is tonight?
Y'all niggaz down on ya hard luck
You must be takin' bird baths we can all see you're washed up
See we the shower posse, throw you in the dodge trunk
Treat you like a large blunt and smoke you in ya Von Dutch
You think you live real, Its realer here
Niggaz'll cut ya arm mail it to ya mom as a souvenier
We smack niggaz like the dvd
And say 40 ain't the sickest nigga rappin' since Easy-E
I'm too strong for you, you need to go to GNC
You're like 14 days too weak for me (two week)
Look, I blow easily, beat emcee's repeatedly
Your mouth is where this heat'll be, I just did it recently
I'm the best ain't no bargainin' B
The way I son rappers, you'll be the new Father MC
But my truck is why the haters hate
They think I'm drivin' attention cuz it comes wit deep dishes and paper plates
I'm in ya hood, sparkin' at ya peephole
You can ask Suge all the hardest rappers he know
Started at a c-note, bargain at the kilo's
Now my pockets like I took the Carter after Nino
Car jackin' steelo, pull up next to ya whip
Wether snub or the club it's consecutive hits
Dissin' niggaz in the yard doin' eleven to clip
And Wreck Rock and Dipset doin' sets to the Dips, Holla
From the back of the cop ride, the black on black black, when we cop rides
I will not hide, Hi Ma, Hot thighs, dick on her nose now she's cock eyed
From whippin'up bacon rolls to outside whippin the bacon rolls
Saniyah Lathan knows, I rakin' but makin dough
Eighty holes in ya shirt, there's ya own Jamaican clothes
I ain't talkin to pokano's, I'm talkin to aspens the slopes we go
You get the okie do, play me baby I hope he know
We break noses, call 'em baby Pinocchio
I hold wit wit blue mittens, two pigeons, what the fuck are yooou pitchin?
One house, Two kitchens, who's bitchin'
I'll bring the diesel, won't see the Fu-Schnickens
And I don't trust a hoe, that's mother to baby mother
motherfucker, you look like a lady lover
I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her
Tell her drink cum, get drunk, its nutcracker
And it's well known, that Rell's home
Yep, hit E.T. up on the cell phone
Ask ya family thighs, and my family rise
Call the network Dipset, Family Ties
I got niggaz that's locked up in Attica El Mara
Up in the mess hall, tellin' niggaz that Rell's fire
Smack ya pops, sell coke to ya mother
And my weed's the color purple like Oprah and Glover
And fam tell me how you gettin extorted by Tom, Dick and Harry
And all them niggaz is gay Tom kissin' Harry
I got proper work if you wanna cop some work
Diamonds in the ring the color of Papa Smirf
Dipset worldwide now you haters kno us
Beaver bedspreads, alligator sofas
Range candy paint, Now or Later rovers
Go to sleep so high I don't know how I wake up sober
Went from livin' in the hungry ghetto
To white girls sayin wow, what a lovely bezel
Diamonds in there, yummy yellow
You just another funky, haters wanna snub and pump me
And Pataki wanna lock me up and double bunk me
Get on my feet wit the hard white a couple junkies
I know I'm a piece of shit but my mother loves me
Kill you take my ass to another country
Fuck New York get my coke from another country
Got Africans that's commin to America
With the best dope thats comin' to America
And yo own man's don't acknowledge yo G
Cuz you ain't wanna go to war like Muhammad Ali
He takes the blame for his family's pain
?It's not your fault son? I hear them say
And what does he have now but broken dreams?
And only promises that they'll never keep
Can't you see, this boy is me?
Can't you see, this boy is me?
The tension builds, the hurting words
The yelling voice, the falling tear
The tension builds, the hurting words
The yelling voice, the falling tear
He takes the blame for his family's pain
?It's not your fault son? I hear them say
And what does he have now but broken dreams?
And there is no chance they will ever be together again
Can't you see, this boy is me?
Can't you see, this boy is me?
The tension builds, the hurting words
The yelling voice, the falling tear
The children are crying out, "Who's to blame for this?"
I fell off the honor-rolling towards a paper check.
If everything is so symbolic we fell apart like plate
tectonics.
Still we've got our Momma's eyes.
Tell me something that I don't want to know.
Please tell me it's gonna be alright.
Everyone is trying to live for something.
And we're dying to fight.
Did you get the message?
They're trying to divide us.
Let's skip our classes!
We are the masses!
We've all heard about the revolution.
Let's say we don't believe in second tries.
They say your coloured patriotic and all your love is
strictly platonic.
If we had our family ties.
Tell me something that I just don't want to know.
'Cos I'm tired of hearing you breathe all this hot air.
Everyone is trying to live for something.
And we're dying to fight.
They're trying to live for something.
We're trying to win a fight.
What about our family ties?
They're trying to live for something.
We're trying to win a fight.
What about our family ties?
Did you get the message?
They're trying to divide us.
Let's skip our classes!
We are the masses!
10. Nightmarer
There are few things you hope I'd change. (But you'll
stay the same)
And I've been all wrong.
All but a minute of it.
And one thing that you'd do is sure to carry me
through.
Is to love me all the same.
And I would always let you.
I'd write the nightmare for a healthy conscience.
Sleeping with mouth open wide.
I want you to find me.
I want you to find me.
All I do is hide.
I hide from you.
Can we sort this out?
I'm ready.
I've hidden pride to a beat.
And its racing, racing until its dead.
And it barely touches me anymore.
I'd write the nightmare for a healthy conscience.
Sleeping with mouth open wide.
I want you to find me.
I want you to find me.
All I do is hide.
I hide from you.
It's cemetery.
I'm in the rough.
I'm in the nude.
A prostitute.
I'd write the nightmare for a healthy conscience.
Sleeping with mouth open wide.
I want you to find me.
I want you to find me.
All I do is hide.
Empty words just fill the void
In the silence that has come to define us
We lost ourselves in days and weeks
As time passed us by
We never noticed that we were heading
In separate ways - separate ways
I never thought it would come to this
For a moment I felt so right
Only to realize it was all a dream
Only to realize that it was just a dream
I have memories
But there not enough
We claimed victory
Before times got tough