knees knock, respect wu [redman] Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga Turnin christian to a certified sinner The bomb I release, time pent
I hide it that well I got this feeling Street walkers sleep well Everything is going to hell On a Sunday afternoon About spending time with you A million times
be on my way Be on that train tomorrow Be home on Christmas day Every time I think about her All the love I left behind Memories still linger In my troubled
Are only waiting for you At this point, the road crew, as all road crews must from time to time, borrow some of the big rock group's equipment and have
up watch the word work, the gods r growing up i never had trouble with the lovable walk down that hill and fuck all the buffalo and by the time i
I've travelled about a bit in me time, of troubles I've seen a few I found it far better in every clime to paddle me own canoe Me wants they are small
perfume, but the whiskey will prevail Then somewhere between midnight and tomorrow I'll have more trouble then I could ever borrow You'll stagger and crawl, and wind up on
' on life No 9 breakin' my heart livin' on borrowed time You're cattin' around playin' with fire you're stealin' love livin' on life No 9 [ steel ] You're running on empty troubles on
respect Wu [Redman] Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga Turnin Christian to a certified sinner The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
boys in borrowed ties and jackets Clutching at the straws of respectability Can't do the time? Don't do the crime And wind up in the perp walk on TV
piece of addict grows, I live on borrowed time Child-like, I was always a terror, I need to be held Ammunition cynical, damn all memory Shot glass hits the wall, time
that's turned wrong Times have changed and it's cool to look bummy And be a dumb dummy and disrespect your mummy Have you forgotten who put you on this
well bless my soul she's right on time dressed to kill she looks so fine like greta garbo in gaberdine her image on the silverscreen well it's elementary
wood sign Sayin' he was just livin' on borrowed time Out there swingin' from a credit line Lord I'm just livin' on borrowed time Lord I'm just livin' on borrowed time
hell I've got a taste for fighting Hands as fast as lightning Can't you see the writing on the walls CHORUS: Troublemaker Always last in line Troublemaker, livin' on borrowed time
But the curtain falls much harder And the stage is made of powder But the matinee plays on By the time they fill the seats up You will be gone Each time
beg, borrow and steal for something you don't feel your own... You can change your tune and step out of line You can burn a bridge, you can run against time
dawg ya - crazy Mirror mirror on the wall, you are - crazy I wonder if it's still called memory loss if you can't remember the last time you lost, ha
