we pray to the lord Does he sing on a stage? Does he sing on a stage? We waste it all in the back of a long dark car And I'm a sunshine machine I want
fat Jump back and get back a little more (Chorus) You don't know S.W.A.G boy You don't know, you don't know S.W.A.G boy Yeh-yeeaah Ooo-o-o-ooo-o-o-
scarecrow Everybody hide Make a wish when your childhood dies Hear the knock, knock, knock when she cries All alone tonight Hold your breath when a
game See I'm needing this nigga that got those Mo' Chicken's to Roscoe's, plus a direct with the Delgatos Throw a tree, 14-9 a ki, and if I double that
's no equal Fuck the sequel This is it A hit is a hit You're about to get your wig split It's the real deal no counterfeit Nigga's check my style
you sold me, sold me down the river you sold me, sold me down the river when you told me, you make no (?) sugar you sold me, sold me down the river i
Manchmoi glaubn's i wär a Star, ois wär bloss no wunderbar, s'Glück wär immer für mi da! Manchmoi sagn's i wär jetzt "in
Spoken word. Have ya heard? What's it all mean? What does it really mean? What is it? What exactly is it, is it poetry? Is it prose? What is it,
a young one stuck in the box Of an old one's head When all the others were just stirring awake I'm trying to trick myself to fall asleep again My head's
And just covered it up Like dogshit on a pretty city street Just to not piss off the neighbors No wonder i cant sleep, i cant sleep A song without a
off the floors Off the floors... off the floors.... In Lucy lives a room, inside I feel someone's waking in my room again She says she's leaving But
Don't wait Procrastinate, uh huh 'Cause it's not too late You're radical You're radical You're radical You're radical S-s-so awesome S-s-so awesome
true, Malik's together Intox your cells till your brain vein swells *gunshot* claim terror when their never parellel Once I have a hunch that there's MC's that front I just crunched a
RECORDED JULY 1986 Copyright (c) 1986 by Sanctuary Music Inc. All Rights Controlled by Zomba Enterprises Inc. (ASCAP) Copyright (C) 1966 by Warner
't fooling And she knows just what it does She gave me a number to make me feel fine Said call me up, baby, it's gonna be 9.5.- N.A.S.T.Y. You're everything
in the eye of my rage, where no hurricane dies I'm in the eye of my rage, where the hurricane lies Oh, a storm's in my eyes And like the beast that's
All my life lost in a dream Through my eyes, a world no one sees All my life no place for me Through me eyes, a child no one needs I can't take it no
Are you insane? Welcome to the Asylum House of true enchanted minds It's the happiest place on earth for the violent We almost lost you but we caught
