the point You were the older You used to fight for peace War was no stranger You used to walk the line Right into danger The wind cries Dead in the saddle
cool. Now we've all got our saddles on, and trot to school. If I may wax poetic, I think the facts are plain, I am the moon ascendant and I'm not soon
From Newark to Ontario, bust us when we in stereo 'Cause me and Rashida rock the battles It's apparent, your no talent, 'cause you're blazin' in your saddle
up, now hold up Now I walked on ice and never fell I spent my time in a plush hotel John John Phenomenon, deadly but calm Word to my born, dead by dawn
Who's she?" Dead by dawn, rhymin' for you D [DMC] Cracks in the cradle, cokes in the spoon Little boy flew higher than the moon Willie wanted weapons
my shoes, Hip Hop's in hard times if it's said, that time is money, Then I've been paying dues until I hit the red, Is it dead, or is it just the picture
alight, alright Cultes Des Mortes, resurrect him Raise the King of the dead Baron Samedi, a Serpent Orgy Welcomes you, King of the dead Jungle magic
in a storm Amid streaks of lightnin' and loud desert thunder To a young Mexican couple, a baby was born Just as the baby cried, thunder and lightnin' died Moon
[Method Man] Now I walked on ice and never fell I spent my time in a plush hotel John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm Word to my born, dead by dawn
wind blows in a silent town. Some Whiskey to clear his head And some for the brothers who are dead. Another day, another chase, Vigilantes will meet their fate. Saddle
in hard times, if it's said that time is money Then I'll be paying dues until I hit the red Is it dead? Or is it just the picture, which you're fed?
Man] Now I walked on ice and never fell I spent my time in a plush hotel John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm Word to my born, dead by dawn Got the right
is impaled On the cross through His hands You'd make your own "story" And centre it on HOOVES There's spit on the saddle There's blood on the saddle
it go right at dawn I'll hit you again ten times as hard I missed you my freind saddle up ride em high saddle up shoot him in the eye saddle up ride
flames that burn in the night In Henhough Around the fires of the Crow tribe the elders used to say: "The Sun Man's day ends only when her moon comes
Newark to Ontario), bust us when we in stereo. Cause me and Rashida rock the battles It's apparent, your no talent, cause your blazin' in your saddle
