Mr.Billy Puddles, class is yours" (1) One of these boys runnin' one of these own things (2) Today you better stop rockin' those tutus like totsies (3) Three days
in me It frightens me and I just want to see my son and moms But over here they dropping seven million tons of bombs I spend my days dodging all these
. They try so very hard to seem reasonable and straight And asked you twice already to co-operate. "You have every right to protest like anyone these days
short hand operation. my body lays exposed on the operating table. one blind eye pulled from the stems. the other frantically recalls memories like news
monogamy is a piece of wood Ooh but two's company three is allowed Two's company three is allowed Two's company three is allowed These days as a woman
snaps, collapsed was the mandatory maze On the fluids ???? and glory days Desire on the opposite circuit and glorious days Is glorious hazes of gray spun through my array of operation
exists, with the societies, God You understand? These secret societies is maneuvering Within society to control society That's why society is outta control 33rd and one
with the societies, God You understand? These secret societies is manouvering within society to control society That's why society is outta control 33rd and one
makin' (Show stoppin' emcees) Neva fakin', keep on One time for your mind, one time for your mind One time for your mind, one time for your mind One
operated Playing the beats for all my people incarcerated We stay in the streets and find new ways to eat Crime wave, I remember wetting my feet In my blind days, now these
it vivid Sleep it, love it, and live it If you want one of these slugs i'm'a give it And pop you 'till you drop liquid Your days are numbered and I'm
baby} Check one two, check one two De La Soul, is now back on the map Long Island, is now back on the map Good rap music, is now back on the map Yo check one
hit you wit spikes Still down to build, battle ready to rock But since most are cattle, I brand em like livestock These strange days, I rock the mic insane
burrow like Bombay Opposites attack that's why these thieves stay strapped As we, travel the glove to put Shaolin on the map I show loyalty, to my fans fully Operational
like bombay Opposites attack that's why these thieves stay strapped As we, travel the glove to put shaolin on the map I show loyalty, to my fans fully Operational
sit back with the microphone watchin' these MC's turn to actors Producin' all the factors that flip life, into a masquerade We like a bunch of mannequins battery operated
do When we do what we lust, it is what it is And how it is is kinda fucked up Hip hop ain't even fun In these strange days, rappers is getting done
they skills and they street smart Ain't no sunshine playboy, they life dark It takes one star, one car, one nigga who made it far One thug, one grudge