Lyrics:
We've been selling off our books and records,
instruments our grandparents played
We've been selling off our books and records,
but we're gonna buy
the Book of the Seven Seals
Tell me who's that writin'
John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin'
John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin'
John
na karnym zeszyt rymów
Zapewnił mi to teraz i legalne życie przyniósł
My book of rhymes told me all that life
Told me truths and lies
And I bet I did
I read a book and it's your face
It's your face now
But fake, hey, hey
Still my love for you was no mistake
I will always love you
But fake, hey
on Earth can change our ways
I've seen the film, I've read the book
The story's still the same
Step inside and take a look
Nobody is to blame
Full speed ahead, Mr Cohen!
Up, up, up your premium
Up, up, up your premium (Scribble away!)
Up, up, up your premium (And balance the books
We'll be close as pages in a book
My love and I
So close, we can share a single look
Share every sigh
So close that before I hear your laugh
My
look
The more I realize that I am viewing
God's coloring book
I saw a golden ray of sunlight
A silver drop of dew
A soft, white floating cloud
Sailing
everyone thought so
For no one had actually ever seen him
But they knew he existed
Because they had the Helping Friendly Book
Icculus had given the Helping
Who's that writin'? John the Revelator
Who's that writin'? John the Revelator
Who's that writin'? John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven
look, everywhere you turn
The future fights the past, the books begin to burn
I'll walk you through the apocalypse
Where me and you could co-exist
We're all born without hate
We're all born without hate
A child is an open book
So please people, don't mess them up
A child is an open book
So
The promised land, of milk and honey
The day did come, the curtain called
By blinded light and trumpet call
They came and saw
The book of faith
So read
of the mountain
Or at least everyone thought so
For no one had actually ever seen him
But they knew he existed
Because they had the Helping Friendly Book
To use what learning I've got.
I won't waste any time,
I'll strike while the iron is hot.
If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
shelves
But they only leave us wondering
Can we find ourselves
In the book of love, oh,
In the book of love
Looking for the one
Waiting on a day
Final Round
Good Energy
The state of Washington sent me to prison just for writing a book
Originally this book came out in 2002
And what happened
manipulator that i'm seeing is right in front of me
traffic books
(traffic books)
suck your soul
(suck your soul)
they want a A on my B
but the right isn't
(You not ready for this one)
Okay it's cool
Man I dropped outta school
Left them books to those who need them
I don't need them
What I need
Is some
grinder we gotta stop’ em
surviving as a people first before the stardom!
Giving my best
everyday a new test
and my bulletproof vest
is a book (and they
Tell em come book up. Bouta take off I’m took up. This is a cook up. I’m bouta cook up. I got that water. I got that sauce. The seasonin shook up. Wake n
reverse
Close the books, forget the story
Write the chapter and the verse
Of all worlds places in reverse
Close the books, forget the story
And rewrite
Hey
You're a face book punk
You're not at shows, you really suck
Hey Hey
You're a face book punk
You post Your drama, you really suck
Hey Hey
Hey
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