(feat. Jeru the Damaja) Jeru the Damaja And it goes like this.. For all you new jacks that never heard me spit Bring beats, rhymes and freaks and
keys You brag about show off, achoo, I sneeze This the shit that got everybody rockin' heat Lex Diamonds, C-Muska son, lets take the streets [Chorus] [
I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be Too many bitter tears are raining down on me I'm far away from home And I've been facing this alone For much
Infidel baby Oh my heathen child Baghdad's still ten leagues away I go on undefiled Wrap yourself in frankincense Wrap yourself in rags In the crowded
If you happen to be educated Time it marches on, oh, time it marches on In the end there is a sacred show Delivers every song, delivers every song Mourning
V rjadah na bessarabke Poshel takoi bazar Sho vrede tipa salikh ivanov down slihal I proshlo dve nedeli a on vsjo tantzeval i dage plitu videl no ne zapisal
There's a suicidal Taliban for talent on the cusp Egyptian musk, Egyptian musk When the village came with fire, you were hiding on the right We knew you
I'm just waiting waiting for the baptist That sad suck-off left me in damascus I'm just waiting waiting for the baptist That sad suck-off, that shit left
Chinese spectate riding forklift, Mother says "no" Can't I for...forklift me? Why? because I need money, work, Time is my life, not hers. What
Wasn't the question you asked me It wasn't the answer I gave That made me feel like I was on a train Was a distant voice Made me make a choice That I
When they fall in they fall in from the roof They grab on to me tightly as if I knew the way When I fight for something I fight because I care When I
From now on, I make haste To carry my skin into the arm Must of [unverified], never less, never less Caught might grow in to a mind that eats like a big
My radio, it doesn't work It's been shot up The wires are burned Someone yanked it just a little too hard My radio, it doesn't work It's been shot up
I told her lies deceitfully And she believed, she believed in me I told her o lip suction fragment And she believed, she believed in me I told her I was
Just 'cause I'm fakin' doesn't mean I'm wrong 'Cause I bought my price yeah No I got it at cost and there's the things I know Wrote them down on your
My space is ready to be taken By the sweat up high, with the fucked up eyes with the ugly face the ugly face, the ugly face, the ugly face, the ugly
I sneezed corn flakes down to my nose He's got a chrome-plated baby, so it knows where it goes I spent a long week waiting for my laundry with Steve I
Started in the old south I brought it to the new west Sold it for a dry claim I bought it back the hard way I've got a mine that's fine Isn't it the
