Lightning's flashing all around me, Thunder's rolling up behind. Big blue clouds are going to roll in Full of tears and make me blind. I can't let her
are alive. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ Eric Wincentsen 267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu Glendale Community College, Glendale, Arizona "I believe in Women's suffrage. Women may suffer as much as they want." -The great, Godlike Eric
Yo son, what the deal, son? What's really hood, son? The word is bond, shit is real, shit is real Yo son, this block is dead Nigga need to go over here
you (I need hip hop) Whenever and ever We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip hop) Kane's era was terror, he warmed it up Parrish and Erick
-Rom Info kept like "Internet.com" My notebook's my bond like the Holy Quran Since I came in the door, said it before But no I ain't down with Eric B
fat," recline that ass back A smack-back and slap from Wild Child with the ramshack I used to pick up the damn slack bed on the ramps back In the days, when Eric
storm come on I fall sleep, what they need is Arbitration on the funky jeep too bad it's goin' on in fact my word is bond To pull a disappearin' act
soul So get with the flow, from the Group Home Chorus 4X {Melachi The Nutcracker} Just remain calm, as I drop the bomb Word is bond, I'm a living phenomenon
(Jimmy Olander/Eric Silver) Well since the day the world began I know God has had a master plan He made a sky to hold the sun He made sands to hold the
kept like "internet.com" My note-book's my bond like the Holy Qu'ran Since I came in the door, said it before But no I ain't down with Eric B. no more
hip-hop) Whenever and ever We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip-hop) Kane's era was terror, he warmed it up Parrish and Erick cat
come on I fall sleep What dey need is Arbitron on the funky jeep Too bad it's goin' on in fact my word is bond To pull a disappearin' act attack until
WHOO! [Talib Kweli over Intro] Yo son, what the deal son? What's really hood son? (what's really hood?) Word is bond, shit is real, shit is real Yo son
storm come on I fall sleep What dey need is Arbitron on the funky jeep Too bad it's goin' on in fact my word is bond To pull a disappearin' act attack
s youth don't want a roll-on They don't want model planes They don't want curried beef and rice Just Adidas is what they want! Today's youth don't want Erica
slap from Wild Child with the ramshack I used to pick up the damn slack bed on the ramps back in the days, when Eric, was in the, honey phase Nowadays
(Jimmy Olander/Eric Silver) Well since the day the world began I know God has had a master plan He made a sky to hold the sun He made sands to hold
