Übersetzung: The Knife. Poetry By Night.
: You know but you don't do anything You're here but you won't listen You're looking but there's nothing there You have but you're not giving Aah, aah
You know but you don't do anything You're here but you won't listen You're looking but there's nothing there You have but you're not giving Aah, aah
who won't gracefully retire A clumsy clown without a net caught staggering on the high wire Yesterday's a collar that has settled round my waist Today keeps slipping by
on your side Are your feelings mine? ABRACADAVER So you see yourself holding the knife though it seems you're more terrified than the faces you practice at night
cold slammin [scratching of] [Kool Keith] [VERSE 2: Ced Gee of Ultramagnetic MC's] Lyric designer, kickin his rhymes right Ced Gee work late night,
