There's no blame it's no one's fault What's a life without some salt It's just a life without the sweet and tears (Thanks to Margo' for these lyrics)
"We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture
There's no blame it's no one's fault What's a life without some salt It's just a life without the sweet and tears (Thanks to Margo' for these lyrics
: Devilish rockin' in hell Mind of a psycho funk I sell The U-N-H-O-L-Y just as well I think I gotta buzz from the quart of Champelle Time to get wicked
Bullshit_ We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme sickest For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to come out _Machine Gun Funk_, from Queens
for your billboard spot? Chorus: Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's the funk doctor spock smokin buddha on a train HOW HIGH? So high
teeth Fly be in to the fuckin ball Blunja stay up in the air Fuck the square its not good for me Everything growing green is good But Newports gone tear
The tri-dimensional houses of energy released the original powers to the translators of the interplanetary funk code Funkin religion, funkin lesson Key bearers, funkin
) Crackers, crackers Niggaz, niggaz [Redman] Yo yo yo Funk Doc is on a world tear jumpin' 15,000 feet out of plane in the air like where The next ghetto
a bullet on my block How you dope when you payed for your billboard spot? Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's the funk doctor Spock smokin
it to ya We're here to headline the bill and Featuring Funk Doc, Tical and the villain A mic murder for hire, ten grand a killin Yo Funk Doc, pass the
O D be in me, then the king I be The microphone is granted when it's handed to me I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee The emcee fiends
fix a plate of ghetto love with grits eggs and bacon let me wipe away your ghetto tears misery and pain all you need is a passport I got the hookup and a private plane
sight Now these fine ladies, they had a plan They was out to meet the boys in the band They said, "Come on dudes, let's get it on!" And we proceeded to tear
bible and gun Pea-cocked and ready aimin' steady as a ray of the sun My ammunition, intuition, full eclipse of my lung Son, you could never guess what planet
a bullet on my block How you dope when you payed for your Billboard spot? Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's the funk doctor spock smokin
, party and bullshit We used to fuck R&B bitches and see who rhyme sickest For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to come out Machine Gun Funk from