have a choice to make Each man who dares to dream reaching out his hand A prophet or just a crazy god damn dreamer of a fool Yes a crazy fool And something
trapped Within a frame You won't find meA Stuck inside a can You can't box me in You can't box me in (Bridge) No oh You can't box me in No oh You can
down, hold you down When it come to teks, I'm similar to a menace My ol' dog sniffin' caine couldn't fuck with the damage That I do to a bastard, keep
'll wake scare, findin' Zaire, soon be here So tune your ears, and be saved from a slave 'Cos in a matter of days I'm-a E-Q your brainwaves AZ the visualiza
milk, in the glass And the snakes came out the grass They don't realize I'm not confined Nor trapped by space and time I am a rebel, an overthrower Descendant
the rest It's you, it's me, destined, disease An empty hollow past Future full of doubt A burning question still Which one to cancel out A body in a box
'm a open it Name a law and I've already broken it 'Cause I don't give a fuck about the system Willie Dennis Couldn't give a fuck about the people livin
and duck (*Down) Somebody fittin to get wigged, homey I hold your outfit a (*Hold, you, down) I seriously doubt it, my chain cost a quart a mill imagine
cop it to me, big microphone hippie Hit Poughkepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone richie Chop the O, sprinkle a lil' snow inside a Optimo Swing
my socks and winter hat Her bedroom walls were pink, her lamps were dildos Huge panties as a sheet and had tampon pillows Waterbed a vagina so it's always wet A
or twisted Cause you'll be, fucked up, and twisted And shipped to ballistics, in the form of a puzzle as a result of them coppertops, stoppin up your
and run there's no way around it. Faster these days they pass by and my feelings I cannot hide. Topped off with all this doubt, trapped inside a box without a
palace A dead Kennedy in California Uber Alles I'll drink a quart of virgin blood inside a Buddha chalice I took the head off a Kennedy from the roof
duck (*Down) Somebody fittin to get wigged, homey I hold your outfit a (*Hold, you, down) I seriously doubt it, my chain cost a quart a mill imagine
run there's no way around it. Faster these days they pass by and my feelings I cannot hide. Topped off with all this doubt, trapped inside a box without a
my weed! Give me your mind and I'm a open it Name a law and I've already broken it Cause I don't give a fuck about the system Willie Dennis Couldn't
