Please could you stay awhile to share my grief For its such a lovely day To have to always feel this way And the time that I will suffer less Is when
the groove party People come see me 'Cause I been beatboxing since 1983 I'm gonna make your spine wine Make your mind shine too I'm emitting nine lives of fine vibes to you Everybody say "Kid
Sometimes dark can set across the sky Sometimes the sun can disappear in the blink of a new day eye I hold the fear of being here alone Cause with
s still easy to hit them Cause I know what women wan't, call me Mel Gibson Yes, cause they know we on next They can throw me on set, watch me go beyond
scare you While it really seem like the kings life seem glamorous As seen through the eyes of untrained amateurs Because the camera's don't see beyond
you get up Give me any record and I'll flip it any style Niggaz can't help it, cause they bumpin the shit loud [Barron Ricks] Aiyyo whasup kid, feel
: [Nas - Speaking:] All I do is stay focused looking straight forward at the world and beyond. I feel people pulling me down. I feel some pulling me
die laughing because I'll wear it proudly Well you seem to be shivering dear and the room is awfully warm In the white and scarlet billows that subside beyond
falls And Central Park looks like a Christmas card I just looked beyond the bagman And the madness that makes this city hard I heard a basketball Somewhere out beyond
admitting, I'm beginning to feel Like I don't think anyone's real, Faced with a dilemma, I can be Dali Llama and become a bin gramma a step beyond a Jeffrey
left, baby I'm bad I've gone mad, my comrade Dre-zy automatically He says I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that I may be off drugs, but it's made me off
this shit's gon be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid" Arrested
of a kid, who gave his life to something better than himself. It?s just a story of a kid who gave his life to a God beyond all else. I said you?re like
: (feat. Method Man, Streetlife) [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, assorted flavor Clarks No doubt The beer champ Yeah, curly head kid Yo, yo, yo From
: (feat. Street, Method Man) [Verse One: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, assorted flavor Clarks No doubt The beer champ Yeah, curly head kid Yo, yo, yo From
world that's growing cold The story's getting old Where is love when it's gone with the wind and a saint would turn to sin Where is love when a kid's
out-fight, out-fuck, and out-fart any of you lame-ass motherfuckin' rock stars... Cause I am Techno Destructo, and I come from beyond Venus, beyond Jupiter
